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"Appreciation"

It's all part
part of the daily
daily ritual.

A red
red rose
rose sets
sets
on the pillar
pillar.

Lightly
lightly it floats
floats in the water
water on the pillar
pillar.

It feeds
feeds
thirstily feeds
from the water
though it knows
knows that it shall soon be
be lost
lost.

The sun
sun
floats in the liquid
liquid of the sky
sky
bearing down
bearing down
on the rose
rose.

Petals open
some are grasping
grasping
some are basking
basking
for the sun
in the sun
questing for the sun
sun.

Glory
glory
it is a moment of glory
glory
for the rose
the red rose
sitting
sitting in the water
sitting on the pedestal
pedestal
the red rose
has a moment of glory
and the sun reflects
reflects brilliantly
brilliantly
splendrously
reflects the sun
in the rose
the red rose.

The glory fades
fades
the moment fades and
no one
saw
no one saw the moment of glory
of the rose
and now it ends
ends.
Now the rose ends.

Too much sun 
sun
heat
beating down on
down on the red rose
alone in the water
water on the pedestal
the pedestal alone with the rose and the water
and the sun
wilting
wilting
the rose.

Tomorrow will see
see another
another rose
another red rose
clipped
clipped
and faded.
Faded.
Unappreciated.
All part of
part of
the daily ritual.