Valentine Petals
The pale, parched petals,
Summon ancient murmurs…
Whispers of soft music;
Dim lights from days gone by.
Their sweet scent,
A persistent...
Enduring memory.
It lingers;
Forever constant.
Laughter of ageless phantoms,
Drifts across the years,
Visions of brightly clad apparitions,
Twirl gaily across ballroom floors.
Their beauty and splendor,
Veiled with time...
As is the rose;
Shades of its radiance...
Brilliance of long ago.
Ranger