Blush of the Roses
Something hides this foggy day
Out of reach and far away
Impatience blooms, a woeful sing
Of soft pastel, sweet breath of spring
Where day will find red roses blooming
Banish skies where dark clouds looming
Blush of heather, birds are wheeling
Skin of winter, shedding, peeling
See not shadows, feel no rain
Shed the secrets, shed my pain
Foolish hearts, so restless weeping
Hating thorns of winter keeping
Where wishing wistful thoughts to soar
Above the clouds, and rainbows o'er
Where tree boughs bend with weight of fruit
New blade of grass, so green to root
Today cries bitter, north wind blowing
Tomorrow blushes, roses growing
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009