Posted in July 2018, Rhyme, Syllable Lune

Slipping Away

Fading red rose

Each day you were here

Your presence

Envoked me to cheer

But now I’m trading

Cheer away

Fragrance fading

Color growing dim

Life ebbing

Losing all your vim

I am losing you

Never more

To be within view

With a tear in my eye

My sweet rose

I bid you goodbye

Your petals I’ll keep

As they fall

Like tears I weep

Rhymed Syllable Lunes