Faded Beauty

Old Rose

Faded Beauty

Your skirts are faded

Tattered and torn

Spotted with age

And all forlorn


Withered and tired

You hang your head

Maybe you’re thinking

Better off dead


My dear don’t you know

Can you not see

How lovely you are

Far more so than we



I found this old rose on my floribunda rose bush the other day. There are still new rose buds appearing, but it was this withered rose that caught my eye.



35 thoughts on “Faded Beauty

  1. 1kindness2day

    Hi there! I’ve nominated you to participate in the Three Quotes, Three Days challenge. Basically, you post three quotes, one a day, and nominate three other bloggers to share in the fun. That’s it. I hope you do take part but it’s totally ok if you don’t.
    PS – The rose will never be better off dead, but gracefully retired. Anyway, the joy of the blooms is forever.

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    1. scifihammy Post author

      Thank you for the nomination. πŸ™‚
      My blog is awards free – I just found it easier when I started out – so I don’t do challenges or anything, but it’s always nice to be thought of. πŸ™‚

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  2. Garfield Hug

    This is a beautiful poem and a reminder of my dried roses I usually hang cut roses I receive in a bouquet upside down. It dries up and becomes dried flowers that I keep for months!

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  3. colinandray

    Beauty really is in the eyes of the beholder. There are many photographers (National Geographic e.g.) who often produce close ups of elderly people … and with beautiful results, including the wrinkles and thinning grey hair! πŸ™‚

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