Day 8: NaPoWriMo 2021

The Last Rose of Summer It’s the last rose of summer.A rosewave.Its petals free-falling across the table.Final daysare always so fragile .If I’d not cut it from its limb,and lovingly possessed it,would it have lasted longer?A day perhaps, or two. Written for Miz Quickly’s Day 8 Alliteration Consonance Assonance, and PA’s Day 7 “health” and Day 8 Blank of … Continue reading Day 8: NaPoWriMo 2021