Sweet Rose Of Fragrance Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Sweet rose of fragrance
You were of yesterday
But now your elegance
Lies between two pages lay
Your bouquet's of tinctures rust
And blanching out to dry
Each color to memories thrust
As between pages you die

I remember you in bed
With flowers of summer found
When you gave your glossiest red
To everyone around
And filled the air of fragrance sweet
Like no one else could do
But now between the pages I meet
A part that once was you

Sweet rose of gardens jewel
How time can make you go
For every its period is often cruel
With lost and lost - in glow
My heart is always asking
Why everything away goes
As in time its tasking
Will lose out - like this rose