My love is like a faded withered rose, <br />It is of years ago, of times no more; <br />And many winter whirling, swirling snows <br />Have fallen; many more will fall and thaw <br />But I shall never love again, not ever. <br />I cannot love if love results in hurt. <br />The memories of love I will endeavour <br />To keep alive but I will stay alert, <br />Avoiding love, avoiding its temptation, <br />For I will never fall in love again. <br />Besides, I am too old for such elation, <br />I cannot suffer, cannot take the pain. <br />So I will cling to treasured memories, <br />Replaying them to sombre melodies.<br /><br />Elia Michael<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-faded-rose/
