Faded Petal Tapestry - Framed & Mounted Print

The Fading of Life Though I never am aging, My petals are falling, Painting a picture, it seems, That I've reached an end. From stem to stem I hear many tales, Some lovely and some dire, My remaining petals feel the winds, Swept away, no longer felt here. Time ever passes by, Like petals, fading from the sky, So fond farewell my dear friends, As I bid life's tapestry adieu.AI Sarah Josepha Hale