When did all the roses die?

I had never seen them bloom.

When did the sun go down?

It's like it never came.

Too many things just left behind,

Too many things left dead.

You'd never notice anything,

Until it's gone again.

Where did all the animals go?

No longer do they chatter.

Where are the people now?

Gone for several hours.

Stop and smell the roses,

Later is too late.

Summer may come and winter go,

And life is just so short.