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Like Tiger Chimes,
I was very happy with Rose in the Snow, but made the mistake of trying to write an entire
set of poems based on this one idea. Gads, it was all quite terrible.
This poem was written while I was flirting with a girl in one of my college classes.
Content Type: Poetry Singles
Content Created: Spring 1993
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The icy morn brings death
To a life as lovely as thee
In each drawing of breath
Nothing but white do I see
This chill seeps into my soul
The winter white has expunged
Life for this white cold
And the rose's song is sung
The trees sway in the winter breeze
As leaves fall in the afternoon
As a rose, lovely to see
Longing for it's loss quite soon
Nothing survives save that of the snow
They have found a homage in death
And I long to witness the rose in the snow
To fully understand life's breath
I must be in a dream, for this is not real
Your hand in mine, and this I know
Only a kiss and our love will seal
But that is only a rose in the snow