last rose ... necklace *sold*

Necklace with handmade glass beads in strawberry milk and mint. 

Necklace with small pale pink rose, a white smooth stone from my garden.

My beautiful pink rose, her last one before cold nights...

See more pictures and buy it on Epla 

or send me an email: hilded@anart.no

...

Tis the last rose of summer

Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;
No flower of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
To give sigh for sigh.

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one!
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them.
Thus kindly I scatter,
Thy leaves o'er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.

So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
From Love's shining circle
The gems drop away.
When true hearts lie withered
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit,
This bleak world alone?

Thomas Moore