Watch it bloom.
Watch it grow.
The pretty fragrance.
Sweet as perfume.
The beautiful color.
Pink like cotton candy.
Face to the sun.
As innocent as a child.
Soft petals.
Velvet to the touch.

When will it bloom?
How long do I have to wait?
Must I wait for the snow to fall?
Go away, snow.
I’ve had enough.
No more slush.
No more ice for me.

I’m ready for spring.
I’m ready for flowers.
I’m eager to see the first buds.
The first blooms of the season.
How about one little rose?
That would be enough.
Let it bloom.


6 thoughts on “A ROSE FOR ME

  1. mihrank January 26, 2015 / 12:43 am

    It’s amazing of you to share this poem – here is the main reason – I played the song roses on piano…here is the clip:


    • Susanne Leist January 26, 2015 / 1:20 am

      Such beautiful music. Your fingers move so quickly across the keys like water flowing down a stream. I can almost see your fingers flowing past the keys.


      • mihrank January 26, 2015 / 1:21 am

        Thank you – we need to have a book together – Your golden ink and my magical fingers!


  2. Susanne Leist January 26, 2015 / 3:36 pm

    Once I found this rose I had to write about it. It puts me in the mood for spring.
    Thanks, Susanne


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.