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Whispers of the Rain
In the garden where the roses sway,
A gentle touch from skies of gray,
Their petals dance in whispered sighs,
As raindrops fall from clouded skies.
Delicate beauty, a soft embrace,
Yet tears of rain leave not a trace,
The blooms bend low, their colors fade,
In puddles deep, their dreams are laid.
Once proud and bright, now touched by gloom,
Each fragrant breath a hint of doom,
But in the heart of whispered song,
These sad kids know, where they belong.
For in the rain, they softly weep,
While secret promises they keep,
That wilted roses, though they pain,
Will bloom again when sun breaks rain.
Whispers of the Rose
Roses drift on winds of memory,
Petals soft like whispered dreams,
In the quiet corners of our hearts,
They flutter, fray at the seams.
Once we danced in sunlight's glow,
With laughter tracing every bend,
Now we gather, hands held tight,
In the shadows where time won't end.
Faded colors, vibrant still,
Each thorn a story, a tear, a thrill,
Sad kids with hearts that yearn and bleed,
In gardens of longing, we plant our seed.
Yet in their fragrance, solace flows,
A bittersweet gift from those we chose,
Roses drift, and so do we,
In memory's breezes, forever free.
Whispers of Fading Blooms
In the garden where laughter once grew,
Children played beneath skies so blue.
With petals like dreams, a rose stood tall,
But time whispered softly, and it began to fall.
Their giggles still dance in the warm summer air,
Yet shadows of twilight bring whispers of care.
The soft dewy morning, now touched with regret,
As childhood slips by, like a song we forget.
With each gentle breeze, the memories sway,
Fading like roses at the end of the day.
Yet in every petal, the laughter still glows,
A bittersweet echo where the love always flows.
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