A white rose placed her shadow on the wall
and in that act created her best friend,
who even when the summer turned to fall
stayed steadfast by her side as she would bend.
Upon the rose's face he cast no pall,
a tried and true companion to the end,
till not one petal on her stem was left
and shadow passed from sight, a friend bereft.
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Author Notes
The ottava rima is written in stanzas of eight lines, each line having ten syllables in iambic pentameter. The rhyme scheme is abababcc. This is a one stanza poem.
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