A glance over the dismal scene
Often done with sad remembrance
The cold winter's brutal visit
A flicker of red caught my eye
The red roses survived the freeze
Loyally stood up to the blast
And now a new flower persists
Omen to red roses always
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Red Roses a symbol of sweet love
Roses of red I love you always
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- I am attempting to write at least one poem a day for the National Poem Writing Month. Today is Day Four of the 30, you can see my progress here, NaPoWriMo 2021.
- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with NaPoWriMo (National Poem Writing Month) Day Three for prompt ideas, pick a worded card, mine was a stacked deal, Roses came up. Read more at https://www.napowrimo.net/day-three-7/
- I also linked it to Magaly Guerrero at the Writers Pantry 64, https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/04/writers-pantry-64-librarians-are-magic.html?m=1
A rose has always signified love. More so when it sustained itself through the cold months to make it everlasting. Good show Dr Jim!
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And now we can trust that spring will come after such a long winter's wait. I have few roses, but other flowers appeared over the weekend to surprise me.
ReplyDeleteThere is always extra magic in that first bloom after the cold months. And when that bloom is a rose, the magic seems even more lovely. Out here, we have the usual--daffodils, tulips, hyacinths--wild roses won't delight us with their presence until late spring.
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely marvelous!
ReplyDeleteI miss the garden I used to have ten years ago but it required much more from me than I could provide. So my current home in an apartment has plenty to keep me occupied andmuch more time available to write, write, write!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, the sight of the first rose of spring. I am glad the buds survived. I need to restart a balcony garden in my new place..
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely entrée to Spring!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely, lush environment surrounding home and grounds!!
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