Winter Roses Poem by Sandra Feldman

Winter Roses

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As the Roses cry their winter,
And the petals are no more,
I was thinking how life passes,
How each day I miss you more.

Life is not an easy slumber,
Things do often go astray,
We are shaken by black thunder,
When our Love has gone away,
And we know the dying roses,
Won't be coming back in May.

Sunday, February 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Luo Zhihai 01 February 2015

A beautiful poetry. I like it very much!

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Kim Barney 01 February 2015

Very well said. That rose is dead.

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