My Perfect Posy
I found a garden
A perfect bloom in the middle of a verdant
sea of green
a sip of rain balanced upon a rosy peach petal
reflecting the flames of sunrise
I stopped to ponder its loveliness
A cold metal thing, all angry voices
and slashing blades
swept by and
murdered my perfect posy
Copyright © Trisha Sugarek | Year Posted 2023
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