White Roses
White Roses
unparalleled splendor and a glow of peace
white roses were my choice
a funeral with festive, colorful displays
how out of place they seemed
color blind, Dad couldn’t appreciate such arrangements
though he was surrounded by heaven’s radiant hues
white seemed more fitting as we said farewell
gentle beauties, white roses, were my last gift to him
Dedicated to my father who died January 6, 2009.
Written January 5, 2014
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014
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