NaPoWriMo Day 24 – Death’s Roses

Death’s Roses

On the edges of sight
I see Death walking
Slow dropping white roses
While he goes yet I cannot catch
A rose as they float down to
Rivers of blood drowning
White roses uncaught
By desperate pleading hands
Immortality within petals
Unfulfilled so only Death
To greet this sight fully
For I could not catch a rose

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