Love to Litter
- Jarlath Busby
- Jul 9
- 1 min read
Love to Litter
Tattered cellophane weeping raindrops,
forlornly flapping against the fence,
empty, save for a few withered stems,
all that remains of lilies and life,
just roadside litter,
left for a loved one lost here.
Wpw, such power in so few words. Poignant and moving - excellent
Great writing. Just love that first line
Short and sweet.