There is something slightly haunting about watching a rosebush carry on even though she feels the frost creeping in on summer's last breaths. Though the days grow cooler it pours all her energy into forming yet another bud with no guarantee that it will have a chance to bloom open.
It's a good reminder to keep pouring our lives out for the pleasure and goodness of others, even when frosty days threaten to 'nip' us in the bud.
The Irish have the piercingly beautiful melody to their credit, also named "The Last Rose of Summer". Maybe the composer felt that same sweet pang... listen here if you will.
Wishing you a beautiful day,