"Rose"
by Ellena Kilgallon
Soft head
Sweet scent
Flakes of snow on your scalp
I miss the streak of crimson
On your small and wrinkled forehead
Now you are
Swirling dust in a patch of sunlight
The waxing moon in my window
The photograph on my wall
You are
The rosebud that never opened
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