Loving Roses

Spring came slowly,
Winter, did not want to let go,

Birdsong took away,
The gray silence slowly,

Sun shines brightly,

Green leaves follow the sun,
Flower buds like fireworks dare to rise,
Pink and white roses hug and kiss,

From now on, I won't be afraid,
To wake up with the sun,

Never to miss a day of beauty in my life.

by Ronald Chapman

Comments (1)

The sun shines brightly! With the muse of nature. Nice work.