The sun rose up over the edge of the earth

Warming the ground as it signaled new birth

Warmth grows quickly in the new mornings fire

As a single rose stretches forth with awakened desire

Noon time approached and the rain showered down

While the rose did grow, erupting from the brown

And blossoms did bloom on the side of the blae

As fragrances flourished in the midst of the day

The sun headed westward and neared the edge

Saying goodnight as it passed o’er the ledge

And darkness descended, and the earth did quiver

As the rose was embraced by a cold evening shiver

With the sun now gone as night takes hold

The world is draped in a covering of cold

The rose loses strength, it’s stalk does tilt

And death takes hold as it starts to wilt.

TWW 413 (Desire, Shiver, Wilt)


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R. Todd

I'm older than I think I am and younger than I feel. I'm stuck in the 80's but relevant to today (oh I hope that last part is true). I think I am more of an enigma than I really am, but somehow still confound those who try to figure me out (or they just look at me weird, so I infer that). And I really hate my first name. Husband, father, Navy Vet, UCF graduate, cat owner (translate.. slave), wannabe writer, and all around big kid who is stuck in an adult world. Overall, I just... um.. something to something, blah blah blah. And that's all I got to say about that.

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