“Ode to the last flower…“
and tonight will feel like winter.
Leaves will fall,
and fade to gray,
oh how I wish the leaves could stay.
Sweet little flower,
first to grow,
at least I’m glad you’re last to go.
2.5″ x 3.5″ ACEO artist card, graphite, pastels, ink on paper by Sherry Key a.k.a. Skey