Blood Red Flower
By Georgia T
Published 22 September 2016
I pick up the blood red flower, of the swaying tree my dog is under
I now know that it is autumn, the wind blows, a year has gone by
I stare into the sky as it feels like it was only yesterday that it had happened
Poisoned until dead
I held it to my heart, never forgotten, always treasured
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