Like newly opened roses, we start life as beautiful and perky beings. However, the ravages of time render us to be like old wilted roses. Our youth is spent, our bodies become sick and broken. Truly, in the cesspool of this universe, we are but little turds awaiting the final flush into oblivion. Your photo of a dying rose has inspired me to take a nap, sigh!! See my photography at my site: www.globalglamour.com Glady8er2 aka Wolfgang.