Yellow Roses
October comes it brings the rain
gently tapping at my window pane
Avoiding its wet touch, indoors I hide
from my warm haven; I peer outside
Amid the gloom their lemon shades
their vivid blooms as summer fades
as the garden slowly decomposes
their still smiles my yellow roses.
Copyright © Linda Bolt | Year Posted 2020
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