Sunrays filters through
Early mist and
Colours a white rose with rainbow hues.
Dewdrops sparkle,
Composing bell-like resonance
In the morning air.
Clouds pass,
Measuring the time.
A lightning bolt
Sparks electric shockwaves
And the thunderclap
Flattens the grass.
Dark vapours
Amass,
Bringing rain and hail
Down
On the unsuspecting
Still life.
Later
The rain peters out
Evening sun
Sends its last
Kisses.
But there’s no response:
Teardrops made
The perfect rosebud
Wilt.
© HMH, 2018
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