Cold surrounds one of beauty
Freezing its core of life
Suffocating all that was good
Leaving stillness in the air ~


It's outlived its time
Which brought warmth
To those in need
Never to be alive again ~


A castaway by many
Its petals will begin to fall
While the wind carries them
To parts unknown ~


Stripped of its warmth
Now encased in ice
The fragrance will leave the air
Its usefulness ..... now spent ~

© By Connie (CSThomas@aol.com)