Wilting, Wilted Rose

Watch me so I won’t die,

Or someone might see the tears I cry

And the smatterings of crimson on my handkerchief.

Kiss me to freeze time.

Please, trap this moment,

Own it, hold it captive in a jar.

Take it out and caress it like you used to me

When you get lonely.

Call it beautiful.

Keep me safe and alive in your mind’s eye.

Tell our children that I love them.

Tell them that just because all that’s left of me

Is a cold body wrapped in yellowing lace,

That doesn’t mean that I’m not close.

Tell them that I’m watching, waiting, and loving them as they grow.

I don’t blame you if another sleeps by your side.

As long as she’s good to our children and loyal and true to you.

You’re not being unfaithful,

So follow your heart.

Hold our family close, both the old and the new.

Because if there’s one thing I learned in life,

It’s that nothing is certain and that’s not a bad thing.

So, please, my love, my wonder, my knight,

Keep your chin up,

And life will eventually end up right.

Copyright © 2017 by Nita Pan

All rights reserved.  This post or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review.

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