It is early morning, clouds lay scattered across the sky.
Just a touch of a breeze.
My roses are blooming wonderfully with this early Autumn weather.
Their petals are heavy and laden with raindrops from frequent showers.
I bend down and focus on their delicate beauty.
The shutter clicks not once, but over and over…
I linger on your thoughts,
As the cool breeze
Ruffles over my sodden petals,
That lay scattered on soil,
Moist with your tears.