Ggopozajka

Yesterday, on my way home, I found a rose in the snow,it was only a flower without stem,not yet opened, and with frost on the petals.It  has such a red color, and so beautiful lying in the snow, unfortunately I have  no camera with me, and I savagely pulled this rose from the snow and put in a bag. When I came home, instead of roses in the bag turned out only a languid petals. And then I was terribly ashamed, I destroyed the beauty, just took the thing did not even really used Beauty. I hated myself, and now again I got a bag: instead of flabby lobes there was a dry, dead and bloody dust that poured into my hands, collapsed and fell to pieces