Eight-line Poems

Wild Roses

Wild Roses

My father showed me the Glade,
a long walk between hedges and fields,
a public right of way hidden in obscurity
that might once have led from somewhere
to another place now non-existent,
for it seemed to have no purpose
other than being green and secret,
scented with the blossoms of dog rose.


Line Count: 8
Free Verse
For Express It In Eight, November 09 2020
Prompt: Rose.