Snow Blossom Poem by Edmund V. Strolis

Nat King Cole singing of a blossom that fell
The timeless ballad of a true love that died
Outside the snow claims the land for a season
Yet come some tomorrow-day it will melt away

Soon the song like the snow will surely end
Seasons of the heart will warm or cool, then vanish
Yet TRUE love has a place wear it forever reigns
Rare and distant like the north or southern pole

We care, we need, we desire and wish for true love
Mr.Cole with the haunting melody, how wrong you are
TRUE LOVE never dies, when two really become one
While common illusions of 'love' melt and fade away