Efêmera Existência

By L. E. Skelton (Leticia Skelton) -

Eu relutava em remover esta linda rosa vermelha do meu jardim, onde ela realmente pertence.

Infelizmente, minha primeira rosa a florescer desde a última primavera estava toda curvada, incapaz de suportar o próprio peso após a tempestade da noite passada. Maltratada, não receberia alimento suficiente das raízes e acabaria murchando e morrendo.

Tesoura na mão, cortei-a, levei-a para dentro de casa e improvisei um colar cervical com uma vara de grelhar e arame flexível. Mergulhei suavemente sua haste em um frasco de conservas com água fresca.



Agora está descansando no parapeito da janela acima da pia da cozinha. Posso vigiá-la de perto, sentir o perfume maravilhoso que suas pétalas rubras ainda oferecem, apesar de sua frágil condição.

Minha rosa imperial vermelha rubi ... precisava de um colar cervical ... precisava de carinho e amor ... efêmera existência!

Existe alguém cuja vida carece de um amoroso e vigilante olhar e de um terno abraço (embora virtual).

Você poderia oferecê-los a alguém? 

Pois eis aqui uma foto da minha efêmera rosa. Tenha um dia amoroso!

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