The Rose of WinterA Poem by Arcus A story told through haikus.
She died long ago
On a calm December night Underneath the moon I still remember She was not afraid of death Rather, leaving me Every year since then A single white rose has grown Where she departed This precious blossom Is as dear to me as her; The Rose of Winter © 2014 Arcus |
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