Many Rose Hips
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After the blossoms of summer, the rose hips remain to turn red and feed the birds through the winter..
Many rose hips dot the green bush
Buds now mostly gone
In the shade of the building's eave
Long for a quiet dawn
In the shadows blown by a breeze
Innocent of chill to come
The childlike rushing doesn't know
Winter will take its sum
Spring, summer and fall have now fled
If only my hips were like the rose
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2016
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