Poezja

When the roses do get new buds,
when the sparrows peck around
in the unexpected snow,
when later the wind howls icily around our house
and the last leaves flutter around
and right through the night
doves coo their love songs
we do know that spring is already looking in
but our lives are laced together
bring through all the seasons that life brings
when constantly you look beautiful in my eyes
and I face into your hope, dreams and love.