I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .
Love as cold as winter,
as cold as the frozen ice,
had him captured,
had his heart,
caged and his soul chained.
He thought of it as winter love,
a love that froze,
before he could make it grow.
He found her enticing,
just like all the flowers of summer,
she was bright and colorful,
full of life
and full of the joy of living.
Their love blossomed
and seemed so beautiful,
each day they celebrated,
each night they dreamt,
by the light of the moon,
Somewhere along the way,
they became as one,
always in love,
always there for one another.
It was upon a day,
as ordinary as any other,
when the sudden change in the wind
and a few swirling leaves surprised him.
Summer was fast fading,
autumn was riding in,
slowly he began to realize,
that his love seemed to be changing.
Then one winter’s day,
as he waited for her,
he saw the first snowflakes begin to swirl,
it was a day he never forgot,
it was the day she never came.
All through the winter,
his heart hardly beat,
he felt as frozen,
as the winter scenery.
His dreams were of her,
his thoughts troubled,
his heart encased in ice,
he wondered how to go on.
As the winter faded,
the ice melted into silvery springs,
the first spring winds came blowing in,
he wondered if by some miracle,
she might come back.
Then on a day,
when the first flowers were blooming,
just like the time,
when beautiful red roses,
seem to come out of the snow,
she appeared so lovely,
she had run for her own once broken heart,
had made her so very afraid,
afraid of such a passionate love,
that might once more,
do harm to her vulnerable heart.
It took the winter to miss him,
to make her realize,
how really true her love was,
so just like a lovely rose of summer,
to love him and stay forever more.
© 2017 Gypsy Rose Lee
Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on April 29, 2017:
Thank you Flourish Anyway I have often thought that absence does make one long for the other.
FlourishAnyway from USA on April 19, 2017:
The musical complement to your lovely love poem was so fitting. Nice sentiments here. Sometimes absence does make the heart grow fonder.
Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on April 18, 2017:
Hope you all had a Happy Easter and that spring has finally found you. We had both Easter Sunday and Monday with snow in the morning and sun in the afternoon and I was feeling poorly with all the weather changes.
Thank you Bill. I feel like I am running a poetic marathon with the April challenge.
Hello Mike, yes, I do believe that is true. At least now spring has finally arrived.
Thank you Ruby.
Thank you Genna.
Genna East from Massachusetts, USA on April 16, 2017:
Rasma, I can't imagine a more fitting musical complement to this beautiful poem than Bette Midler's "The Rose." You ARE poetry month, my friend. :-)
Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on April 12, 2017:
Who wouldn't love this heartwarming poetry? Beautiful!!
mckbirdbks from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas on April 12, 2017:
Hello Gypsy - wow, that covered a lot of territory for such a brief poem. Most of us have lived at least part of this piece.
Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on April 12, 2017:
There sure are a lot of HP poems to read in April. Some not so good...yours, always worth reading.
Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on April 12, 2017:
Thank you Manatita.
Thank you Nithya. True love should always win.
Thank you ThreeKeys.
threekeys on April 11, 2017:
Wonderful romantic tale.
Nithya Venkat from Dubai on April 11, 2017:
Beautiful poem! True love wins.
manatita44 from london on April 11, 2017:
How cute, Rasma. How charming! Great ending too. Carry on! Continue ...