My addition to this weeks A Dash of Sunny Prompt Night
DEATH OF A ROSE
Twinkle, twinkle little Rose
Your name lives on in many prose,
While in this world of dank decay
Your sparkle slowly fades away.
As petals fall and leaves are curled,
Onto the compost heap your hurled.
We prune your limbs and lop your head.
A sign that Summer too is dead.
I know...Summer is hardly showing her skirts here....but it amused me :D