These last roses decorate the windswept lawn
Brown and yellow leaves scatter hither and yon
Under an overcast, gray sky pregnant with rain
I walked by here this morning and am here again
To photograph this tree with its chokeberries
and of course the roses, this one carries
with it memories of something lavender
a color, or a scent perhaps, frankincense and myrrh
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