“Truly happy memories always live on, shining. Over time, one by one, they come back to life.” – from Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto
consider
the roses
picked
on a
summer morn
just
before the
dew dries
upon leaf
upon petal:
fragile
delicate
ephemeral –
yet its
fragrance
lingers on
in memory
long after
blossoms wither
and leaves
fall.
like a
love
that changes
with the
passage
of time:
flaring
at first,
mellowing
as years
go by
till only
memories
of sweetness
of bitterness
of laughter
of sorrows
shared
remain.
like the
scent
of roses
from days
past,
they linger
they remain
and never
truly
fade away.
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