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When Winter Comes

Updated on August 24, 2015

Our love

as sweet as summer wine

for days of pure bliss

and wandering where we may

not much to say

for love is in both our hearts

with the smiling sun above

and the moon beaming

on our summer nights

like butterflies

we dance through the days

filled with flowers

and the pure beauty

that the summer brings

but as the cooler winds begin to blow

replacing more and more

the tender summer breezes

my thoughts fly

to the changing of the seasons

and while I know that you and I

will dance together

along with the swirling autumn leaves

the sun will still warm us

and nature will be

in so many different colors

the nights we’ll warm

one another

and dream upon the stars

now in a cold and glittering sky

but as the autumn days

drift by

I wonder how it will be

and if our love can survive

the coming of the winter

with memories of our summer

with aching heart

just thinking

that how the snow

is upon the roses

that once grew so free and wild

and in the frosty nights

Will you still hold me tight?

Will we make footprints

side by side through the ice and snow?

keeping each other warm

and holding on tight

until the spring once more

creeps over the windowsill

Will you still be there

when the snow is on the roses?

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Sujaya.

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      sujaya venkatesh 2 years ago

      flowing Gyp

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Manatita.

      Thank you Shauna.

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      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      Rasma, I love it when you intertwine nature's seasons with the seasons of life and love. Beautiful my friend!

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Yes, Gypsy. I'll stii be there when the snow is on the oses; when winter comes ... I'll wait for you ...

      Exquisite poetry