Winter Rose
I pass by, seeing you sitting there lingering,
still somehow managing against the cold.
I wonder how. And though your true beauty
is long since gone, dead. I am reminded of what you once were.
Winter Rose
Your edges darkened by the frost, by the bitter cold
that claims you, robs you from your magestic splendor.
And yet even now, I remember it, see you as you once were.
I am sad that you have changed, became something I no longer see.
Winter Rose
I long to touch the soft petals, feel them between my fingers,
smell your fragrence, let it intoxicate my senses.
But that can no longer be now, the seaons have claimed you,
taken you from me, turned you into something less that you were, are.
Winter Rose
Even having brought you into the warmth by the hearth,
all I can hope for is that you'll thaw, somehow reclaim yourself.
But it is nothing more than wishful thinking, your color gone
your fragrent passion dead, your life stem no longer living.
Winter Rose
Even your thorns no longer prick nor bleed my finger
though I wish for it, remembering, wanting to taste the blood again.
Reminding me of you, reminding me of a garden so peaceful
a place and time of beauty, now blanketed, covered waiting now
For a thaw that will never come
Winter Rose
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