My Last Flower
At sunrise I sailed on river called youth,
meandered to search for lonely life's truth.
You came on board holding my hands firmly,
through storm surge we navigated sternly.
At dreamful dawn when sky donned sunburst hue,
love weaved in heart spectral tapestry new.
The river will flow to the senile sea,
where the sunset splendor we’ll wait to see.
At journeys end I’ll give my last flower,
you’ll see its tinged smile in the twilight hour.
May 1, 2020
Syllable count : 10 each line
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Rhyme checked on RhymZone.com
Contest : Couplet-Any Theme, Any Length
Sponsor : Dear Heart
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2020
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