Roses

Although the ground may be frosted,
petals show brave - vibrant against cold.

From the window where you sit
the rosy blooms glow
and carry vistas of spring to your mind.

Hedonistic blossom dances on days when the sun
dips toes into the sapphire lustre overhead.

We make coded stems of memories,
crossed and re-crossed, away and back again,
from bud to bloom to fade, but always

the seed will begin again, memory
coded into stems,

pinking with freshness, the brush of faint rose
against cheeks we'll not forget.