The flowers that you gave me
Stands there in the vase
Looking at me
With so much love and so much promise

When I look at them
I feel as if they convey a message-
A message so true,
So pleasing.

The color, so pale
To express their honesty,
And some so deep
To say how deep your love is for me.

The fragrance, natural
Spontaneous as your caring thoughts
The sweetness
Lingers as your sweet words do.

But that lone withering flower
Below the one in full bloom
Reminds me of the moment
When the smile in your lips wither when we part.