Withered

Her destiny swayed
In between the hands of clock
A labor of love
Awaiting leisured sun rays
Dried unrequited roses

~Ponnz

Picture Courtesy :Pixabay

A Tanka written for Tanka Tuesday prompt – synonyms of slow and work

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