Winter Rose

How dainty and shy is she She is even ever so, she warms the soul. If you do handle her, handle with carefulness. If she is approachable at all. Sweet and delicate a flower With a winter strength of gold So I suppose she knows her Elegance This rose is so admired and LONELY On winters dance floor. For none other grows at the frigid Cusp of this season except this rose Watch her in the most frosted temperatures, She hoards the empathy of passing strangers On their way to festive affairs. What a dizzying fanciful dessert Any and every heart would dote deliriously One of life's priorities, this golden rose Rosy, rosier, rosiest Every other rose knows Fancies her, most fanciest, she's fancier With her white snowflake dress The most alluring. The golden quiet Queen knowing her pose and poise With silent rejoice.