Autumnal breezes forcefully tore petals from the
Dead leaves: a musty floor.
Tattered frailty, melted magical
Glowing like a gold fae star.
Autumnal breezes, ripped this beautiful dahlia from its stem. I rescued it and watched it, as with lots of water and paint, I created an image which will last…I want to say forever. As sunshine warmed us all, tiny golden sparkles glowed on its shiny petals. I love dahlias.