The Roses Will Return
The life-span of the summer rose has been all too brief.
Now October winds gust; maples have shed their crimson leaf.
Tho' dreariness abounds and for brighter days we yearn.
Just wait! In due season the roses will return!
The colorful roses that bloomed and gave so much delight,
Now repose 'neath the drifting snow, but they'll be alright.
The Master Gardener will tend them and because of His concern,
He will ensure that in June, the roses will return!
The sun will ever shine above that drear wintry cloud,
And tho' the gloom and depression seems us to enshroud,
Wait! A pristine summer sky those blues will overturn,
When again in June, the roses will return!
When wintry gales shriek and rattle the window pane,
And cheerful thoughts and optimism are hard to attain,
Reach deep within your soul and all anxiety spurn.
Just remember that in June, the roses will return!
The seasons hasten on and we await another spring,
With its life-sustaining rains and robins on the wing,
With daffodils, tulips and violets amid the fern,
But most promising of all, the roses will return!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 2 in Flower Power Contest
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