whenever he wandered far away
she got posies for her tresses
she gives in turn, graveside flowers
for stone cold he lay
never to warm her cheeks again
with his kisses
STORY OF GRAVESIDE FLOWERS © gillena cox 2018
Revisit
22 April 2016
22 April 2015
Bongo 2016
Poets of April
Prompted by Susie Clevenger...I also used photos I felt worked with the quotes. You can draw inspiration from them also.