Deathly Mauve Roses
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I cannot see a mauve rose without falling tears,
mother- even after all these long years;
the sweet scent makes me weep, weep,
I close my eyes and see them all again, draped;
on your casket- on the ground some have escaped,
most days, I can bury this memory deep, deep.
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June 17, 2018
Written for the contest, When Line Six is a Perfect Fix
Sponsor, Silent One
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2018
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