Sweet Rosebud

April 24, 2014
By esleygirl SILVER, Lacey, Washington
esleygirl SILVER, Lacey, Washington
8 articles 3 photos 3 comments

Sweet blue father walks by with his swaying hips,
He keeps tune with the thick waves of blue grass.
A wandering stalk between his thin lips.
As he oiled his grand old bit of brass.
He has a sweet rosebud in the attic,
Keeping watch with the swifts and the barn owls.
Time is a-tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock, tick
You may catch him awake past twilight howls,
As he waits at the door to protect sweet Rose.

The author's comments:
Started out as a sonnet, but then I rearranged everything and I like how it came out.

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