Maple shedded their leaves, willows stood bare
Meadows bronzed, sunlight stroking the narrow layer of snow
refreshing the chilly air all around, another day dawned.
It has been three days and eight hours since I bloomed;
stood in the nine year Old’s garden all alone.
Watched the nature change its attire; a season to celebrate
Stars and trees, Carols and treats
Jingle bells everywhere, stockings in pairs.
My mates departed, my mind darted
Tried to blend in while waiting for the ending.
Without further notice, you came;
Touched me gently and then I knew my end is distant.
Every flake fell on me with ardour,
a desire to exist was born within me.
You gave me a frost bite, I no more felt alone.
Even though cold, your warmth embraced me;
I had no more worries.
All went to the church, welcoming the glory
lights at night, a feast for my eyes.
The air was filled with joy;
eyes sparkled with love and compassion.
Snow, a blessing from the paradise;
with you the earth seems like heaven, so even.
In you, all find love and peace, demon and god.
I wish I had a heart and then you shall thaw me with a kiss.
As the season ends, you leave the world so shall I;
forwith I acknowledge, I love where I am.
I could only desire for another winter
without a certainty of meeting again.
A love not conceded, Snow and the Rose.
