Sitting still on a hill
not a sound is heard
silence surrounding
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he gardener is not present to attend them with a tearful eye they fade into yesterday. nice lines they suffer with no kind offer and touch from gardner and die for the want of water
They fade into yesterday.... Yesterday plays a big role on what we are today.. Thanks for sharing
Time lost is never found... Indeed, a short but thought provoking poem. Well done!
'Oh! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! they fade into yesterday. very poetic, my dear poetess
Wilting flowers, an unkempt garden without a gardner, fading image.... all these suggest a decadent present, but suggestive of a glorious past! The sense of loss is metaphorically presented! Enjoyed!
Yesterday has left beautiful memories to give hope for better tomorrows. Yesterday is not lost but captured in a treasured bottle of memories. To drink it whenever we think the joys of living. That's one part of happiness. Thank you for the poem. Great write!
a symbolic write of life.................................nice madam
Very touching and insightful indeed....Heather.....roses wilting and fading into yesterday......very well composed
The words touched me like they were written for me. Very beautiful.
Bold symbols are used here, Gardener- the guardian.. silence surrounding..wrapped with the [past panorama, the sad event.. etched in the frosted facade..old dry wounds are now green, They fade into yesterday. a kind of reverie..conclusion Heather I think the gone years were painful and the fade yesterday includes you .. lovely you are my best poet here on PH
The gardener is not there to attend. They must survive on their own. Beautiful lines in a nice poem. Thank you.
A melancholic feel is expressed here being very helpless...... the gardener is not present to attend them with a tearful eye they fade into yesterday. .... so intense, felt with a heavy heart
A touching tale that is loaded with love and loss. well done my friend!