🔵 By Steven Newell. Photo by lauragrafie.
Rosie cheeks as cherries blossoms, Full of love and vibrant color.
Seasons come full circle as brooms, Sweeping through loves grandiose fair.
Tough a season stripped your blossoms, You stand so beautiful and fair.
Seasons come full circles as brooms, Sweeping through loves grandiose fair.
As limb and love bend snapping looms, What of love, does it not care?
Though a season stripped your blossoms, You stand so beautiful and fair.
As limbs and love bend snapping looms, What of love, does it not care?
Love gives strength as it prunes and grooms, While it’s seasons proofs love so rare.
Though a season stripped your blossoms, You stand so beautiful and fair.
Love gives strength as it prunes and grooms, While it’s seasons proofs love so rare.
Brown twisted limbs, exposed old scars, Many tears fall from wounds that lay bare.
Though a season stripped your blossoms, You stand so beautiful and fair.