The last rose of summer

Author: Patricia A. Colucci "My Father's Straw Hat" Tate Publishing Available on Amazon.com A book on personal grieving resulting from the death of my father.

As I watch the last rose of summer, a salmon colored beauty growing on my lattice, I am reminded of my father once again. My father was a master gardener and absolutely could grow anything. I can still see the enormous vegetable garden, overflowing with dark green peppers, lettuce and tomatoes. Then there were the roses in his "victory" arbor. He crossbred those roses for years and the colors they produced were profound. Now I watch  my last rose of summer, a small bud reaching for the August sun, and I long for the days when my father put us all to shame with his mastery. I miss him so much, still, to this day, that my heart grows heavy at the thought of him. God bless you, Daddy. Your loving daughter, Trish.