Weep No More, Lady
There's no weeping for this flower
'though she's all dried, and plucked and lame--
for she has seen her finest hour.
There's no weeping for this flower
which has known the gentle shower.
You've even known her lovely name.
There's no weeping for this flower
'though she's all dried and plucked and lame.
Written August 22, 2022
(Triolet After Famous Thomas Percy's Poem)
For Joseph May's Triolet Contest
2nd Place Winner
Copyright © Carol Louise Moon | Year Posted 2022
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