the gentle lady drops

2014 05 21 She drops. Ever more lovely, with blue jpg.sig with poem
Although you still look lovely in your glass of blue
It’s too late now!
I wish I’d never picked on you.
You lasted just a day without your morning dew!

While your sisters left in the flower beds
Still wet with mist…. or is it tears?
Try to tell me why, they bend their heads
Gill McGrath