The Orchid On The Floor Poem by Mabel Akena
The Orchid On The Floor
The door slams, I dare not turn
I need not move.
I stand as still as the wind
And the memories flood back.
Our first encounter,
The feel of his hand on mine.
The sound of his amused laughter,
The look in his pained eyes and the
Reflection of me in them.
And the girl in the mirror
Had turned into someone else
As I stand and stare at his gift
The beautiful orchid on the floor
That should have been a rose.
Orchids are beautiful, sensitive and rare. Roses are beautiful with lovely scent. A rose or an orchid? The message is clear...from the sender. Nice one Mabel.
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5/6/2024 12:18:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the life of an orchid is a long journey that needs lots of care. the life of a rose is short and sweet, fading with its numbered days once it is cut. so I ask you which would you rather be now?