October's Rose Bouquet

micheled

Is this the final flush of roses

 

of blue forget-me-nots

sun-kissed marigolds

of moonflowers funny faces

 

Is this summer's sad farewell

 

We have delighted

you and I

in small bouquets

presented with tenderness of heart

to bring sweet gladness to your days

 

If this is the last of roses

then we will wait

through autumn

and the winter snows

for springtime buds

to reappear

 

Until then

I'm thinking

my quick kisses will have to do

 

 

 

  • Author: micheled (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 21st, 2016 11:09
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 35
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