Feeling in the Pink

The last few blogs have been an attempt to pursue the blog-a-day NaBloPoMo, or whatever combination of syllables I recall it being. Anyhow, in those previous blogs I have clearly failed to tag NaBloPoMo in any of them which I shall endeavour to correct for future submissions. So, as I look out of the patio doors to the increasingly chill outlook of November, I observe a miniature pink rose in one of the pots with three proud blooms braving the cold.

 

november-rose

Bludgeoned and battered by bitter wind,

It never mattered

To this rugged gem. It seemed the head grinned

At the onset of winter,

Proud pink petals tightly pinned

Together: rehearsal for the Spring.

 

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