Posted in Choka, November 2017

Then and Now

Rose bush in the Fall
I look at you now,

In the Fall season of life.

Your beauty dim.

You are not as tall,

Nor as vibrant now,

As in the Summer of life.

Your color now gone,

You bloom no more, as before,

Yet, I love you still, my rose.



A born and raised Midwesterner who traveled to Oregon in 2006 via the Oregon Trail route, fell in love with Oregon and now call it home. I am retired and pursuing my life long dream of becoming a Freelance Inspirational Writer.

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