Glass Tomb Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

I awoke as darkness
gave the night a kiss,
a reluctant goodbye
to yield the blue sky.

To the hall I did race,
to see the red flower
you set in a glass vase
with a love so tender.

I felt profound sadness
when I saw it was all
withered and lifeless,
petals began to fall.

The bloom is now a mess,
leaving only a scent
of decaying sweetness,
a joyless world’s portent.

As I gazed at the vase,
it became as a tomb,
all ready to embrace
my love you only doomed.