7. CW’s poem to AL

May 6, 2018

Roses, by Chris Walsh 

I forecast the glut of celebrity deaths

Will die out twenty years from now.

We’ll be back to mourning the old woman across the road

Who always kept upright orange roses and didn’t say much-

Except right now she’s only late-forties

And hasn’t yet got into roses, she’s still digging a career.