No Flowers For Me

 

Wreaths,

Bouquets,

Even a single rose in a vase

Speak dead words-

I am no cenotaph

To be wreathed

With dead words-

Let the blooms

Light up the boughs

Till they fall-

No flowers for me ever-

[Today I chose the gift I don’t like to receive]

Posted for my prompt ~ Gift(s) @ Poets United Midweek Motif