Today Fall begins
and well past the time for roses
in my back yard
the yellow rose bush
has bloomed a second time
and so I celebrate it's beauty
long past the last Spring showers
smell the fragrance of it's flowers
memories to last me through the seasons
Nature's gift
to warm my heart
when Winter days are cold and stark
until once more it's leaves are green
I'll have this memory of Spring.
Very true. Beautiful memories help us sail through hard times. A nice poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In your back yard the yellow rose bush has bloomed a second time giving joy of spring with seasonal perception. Beauty of memories has captured fragrance of nice and pure roses. Nature's beautiful gift has given warmness in heart and mind. Interesting and very beautiful poem is shared here.10