Monday, October 5, 2009

Last Rose of Summer



Tis the last rose of summer

Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;
No flower of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
To give sigh for sigh.

Thomas Moore - 1805

4 comments:

paula said...

Beautiful.

B SQUARED said...

Summer's last gasp.

Unknown said...

This actually makes me quite sad! For some reason that particular rose reminds me of California.

Lowell said...

Perfection - color and lighting is right on and who cannot love a rose?