Roses in a Vase

So frail
Little roses
So young too
With your slightly acid
Green leaves
Which are drowning
O you little petal
Alone and dead (why?)
So pale
I am shedding tears
Over you
And behind,
This disturbing scenery,
Stormy,
Worries...
O innocent lovable roses
Your days are numbered!

behind, alain, is a double ikat cloth i brought back from bali.

Hello Ruth.
Bewitching Bali!
I understand now why the background conveys to the painting a kind of tragic feeling .

I like the Poetry and the Picture!

parden me for saying picture... should have said Painting... which is lovely.