White Roses



Woke in the morning to your

White roses
Filling my room
And flooding my attention
So many petals
I can create a blanket from them
But the seconds turn to hours
When you said 
“I’ll be here with you”
Falling asleep with your absence
Again  
Awakened to a new red rose 
A crying eye against the white
Apologetic scribbles and 
A typical excuse 
But, I don’t put a repeat on second chances 
Tonight when you come to my door
You’ll be greeted with a pile of white petals
And one red rose 

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