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