she sighs and accepts that
the end is near for her
glorious crimson beauty.
Not all her summer dreams
were fulfilled
admired in youth’s fleeting season.
Now red petals lean against the vase.
‘At least I was loved by the eyes
though no bees spread my delight.’
We gaze with love at one another
sharing our summer’s end.
Author Bio:
Rachel Timmins is an online journalist and a chief writer for Weekend Notes Library of International Attractions. She is a member of the Toowoomba Wordsmiths, Australasian Christian Writers and Christian Writers Downunder, for which she has written blogs. Her published devotionals and poems include: Studio: a Journal of Christians Writing, Penned from the Heart, Poetica Christi, Footprints, The Mozzie, and Sunday Mail. She is also working on children's fiction. Many of her poems may be cathartic or helpful to others relating to a background of abuse. As a Christian, she believes God has healed her of trauma. In general, she hopes her writing may encourage others to believe that healing is possible and that life is worth living.