I received these roses for Valentine’s Day. Of course they were beautiful at first glace. Two weeks later and they were still trying their best to hold on. The water was getting lower and with any flower, the leaves started to turn and die. After a few days of neglect I noticed even more beauty. I immediately started to take photos. My daughter asked me why I was taking pictures of dying roses. I said to her, “you don’t see the beauty in these?”
She started to think. She said, “it reminds me not to judge a book by its cover.” I replied back and said, “You’re right. No matter how you look on the outside or what you go through in life, there is still some good in you. You’re still beautiful.”
These flowers also remind me of the elderly. A little wrinkled but rich in color, and spirit, and wealth.