Winters rose
A bush stands tall, alone and proud
In a garden of weeds it hails
A single rose in winters shroud
Its enduring strength prevails
Un-pruned branches spread wild and free
Spreading grasses entwine that swathe
A landscape bleak with bare debris
That cool currents cleanse and bathe
This splash of color lights the day
A radiant hope for morrows
We watch the flower dance and sway
In its twilight time it borrows
Rebirth in spring will bring about
A tribute to its reflection
Life that loved with strength devout
A creation of perfection
A winters rose
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