Where The Roses Once Bloomed

Once, there were blooms — soft, patient, steady.

Now it’s turned into earth and dust.

The garden feels quieter, almost hollow,

as if it’s holding its breath, remembering what was.

A backyard scene featuring a large pile of dirt and a white storage shed surrounded by tropical plants and trees.

Image taken yesterday afternoon

But I know this isn’t the end —

just a pause between seasons.

It will bloom again someday. 🌹

DJFotoPerfect

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