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Hearts Still Sing

At this bleak time of year
  the earth mostly dismal appears
 
Bright sunshine hidden away
  gray clouds cover ephemeral days

Green grass replaced by hard ground
  colors mute as silence to sound...

Yet a holdout, one stubborn vine
  a rose attached, red as wine

Reassures me that hearts can still sing
  as Winter winds lovers' faces do sting
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Krutsinger Avatar
November 30, 2021 at 9:03 PM
At my house it is a pink geranium but same thing "Yet a holdout, one stubborn vine a rose attached, red as wine" - I cannot believe she still looks fresh and new!
Wolf Avatar
November 30, 2021 at 9:09 PM
Geranium?! ~ Geronimo! (Tarzan and Jane)
Watt Avatar
November 29, 2021 at 3:34 PM
Love the way you use the winter rose as a metaphor of hope. Simply beautiful.
Wolf Avatar
November 30, 2021 at 9:09 PM
Thank you, John. A rose is a rose. ~ Not Gertrude S.
Ball Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 3:26 PM
At this time of year the ground should be covered with snow but so far just cold, shivery frosty mist comes down and it's pretty miserable out there. Love this Gershon. It speaks of how the positive heart can find something to sing about in the most trying times. Good Stuff. God Bless, JB
Wolf Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 6:55 PM
No snow yet, even in Canda?! Wow! Nothing on the ground in Chicago, either. I'm fine with that, as snow and ice are tough on this gator. At any rate, have a blessed Sunday, Judy. :) gw
Rodrigues Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 3:13 PM
I’m drinking from that rose! Cheers! ;)
Wolf Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 6:50 PM
Glad to provide the tonic tonight, Kim. Here's to rose-wine. :) gw
Gentile Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 5:41 AM
So beautiful Gershon, your romantic side shines here and your line, " colors mute as silence to sound" is classic, love that!! Happy Saturday!! ( in the cold!)
Wolf Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 6:45 PM
Hey, Mike. Thanks for the encouragement on this one. My romantic side needed to be let out of confinement yesterday. It's serving a 7 - 21 years for willful neglect. Smiles, gw
Laurie Avatar
November 26, 2021 at 7:48 PM
Hello Gershon ... spring has been a freezing disaster this year and just now, a third of the country is flooded, yet it's great to see so much colour and greenery. Thank God for global warming (if it ever gets warm) - thanks Gershon - Lindsay
Wolf Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 6:38 PM
Global warming's fine with me too, Lindsay, esp. if it means less snow and ice in Chicago! ~ Palm Trees and Coconuts
George Avatar
November 26, 2021 at 7:18 PM
Lovely ! Not all is gone ! The last two lines are a gem !
Wolf Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 6:37 PM
Thank you for a gem of a comment, Valsa. Hope all is well with you. Peace and Tranquility, Gershon
Hankins Avatar
November 26, 2021 at 3:28 PM
A fine metaphor for stamina and determination, I say! I liked your couplets a bunch, gw.
Wolf Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 4:46 PM
Interesting comment. Couplets come in bunches. Smiles, gw
De Beaulieu Avatar
November 26, 2021 at 3:02 PM
Hello Gershon, that red rose is astrong flower. A beautiful flower. enjoy your evening my friend.
De Beaulieu Avatar
November 28, 2021 at 11:21 AM
Hello Gershon, your welcome my friend. enjoy your day my friend.
Wolf Avatar
November 27, 2021 at 4:44 PM
Thanks for a rosy comment, Darlene. Happy weekend to you! :) Gershon
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