A Mystic Rose

I found a rose that winter pardoned Growing in my snowy garden Snowflakes fell in silent hush Upon this rose with beauty's blush A jewel shining on frozen ground This precious flower that I found A winter storm then came to chide This treasured flower that could not hide I wondered; would it still abide? Then the snow melted one day And I rushed to see if it had faded away And there it stood, this jeweled prize Standing tall before my eyes! With opal hues and crimson pose My beautiful, mystic rose 1-11-16