Rosewood
The Woman Poems: 1
Trimming the roses
gloves on, feet bare
standing on a bed of dead leaves,
wind nipping at my ears,
inexpertly wielding shears.
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Snipping short soft water shoots
holding sticky spent rose-hips,
Trimming the roses
gloves on, feet bare
standing on a bed of dead leaves,
wind nipping at my ears,
inexpertly wielding shears.
.
Snipping short soft water shoots
holding sticky spent rose-hips,