Morning Rose Poem by Tony Adah

Morning Rose



Hey morning rose
I am the one calling you
Look this way thy blossoming self
How I mourn this morning
For thy shrivelling whorl
When the petals fall in the morning sun
And thy beauty no more
And my garden so empty of thee
Oh goodbye morning rose.

Saturday, August 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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