The Boot
The Boot
The boot careless
Tramples the rose
Tearing petals muddied
No longer beautiful
Not to be chosen
Waiting gardener sheers - trash
The ground below
A hint of blush
A scent of sweet
Delighted in the boot’s thoughtfulness
Published: Poppy Road
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