“‘Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone”
Out in my garden, this may or may not be the last rose of summer, but the droplets of rain from an early morning shower must think it is. They hang on as if there’s no place else they’d rather be!
“The Last Rose of Summer” is a poem by the Irish poet Thomas Moore. He wrote it in 1805 while staying at Jenkinstown Park in County Kilkenny, Ireland. He was also a singer, songwriter and entertainer, now best remembered for the lyrics of “The Minstrel Boy”.
This is my response to today’s one-word prompt: Thorny. They may be hard to see, but the thorns are definitely there.