Snowy Jasmine Flowers Poem by Mark Heathcote

Sit me on a corner of your heart
on an ice block wall, I'll wait for the passing
of winter, the thawing of spring,
I'll wait for the songbird proudly nesting...
and I will join you on some sunny porch
to rock your swing back and forth, till
the fall takes us both with fingers interlaced.

I'll wait out this winters-weary solace
and admire a transient world that has you
to warm and melt its heart's desires.
And someday soon, I promise
we'll intermingle like snowy jasmine flowers.
'All the seasons of the year, all hours of the day
I'll proudly say to all and sundry she is mine.'