Touch- Sharon's Acrostic
Tears fall from the rose,
On autumn's eve her sadness grows
Under a sky painted gray
Crimson petals take to the wind
Her beauty hushed by autumn's chill
6/26/17
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2017
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