Roses in the farm

Photo Credits: Janewheeler.co.uk

It was spring as I remember

Her face beamed,

As zephyr brushed her hair

She smiled,

Seeing roses in the farm

Singing aloud,

Waiting for her man

She wrote another song

Seasons passedโ€ฆ

Woke up with a jolt,

She looked around the empty room

Rubbing her eyes,

She gazed through the porch

It was snowing,

And there were no roses in the farm.

 

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5 thoughts on “Roses in the farm”

  1. The wind shall wisper a merry song again,
    Her eyes lit up like the shimmering stars,
    Gray November and white December will die,
    As the days goes by,
    On this ground her tears lie,
    A flower besides her blossoms soothing her melancholic cries.

    Nice lines my sweet friend ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. We canโ€™t alter reality but at least the verses could flow according to our emotions and sentiments. Keep Smiling my sweet friend ๐Ÿ™‚

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