Where have the roses gone from my garden?
Look how those left freeze in cold winter wind;
Nothing I can do nor ask for pardon
To save the lovely petals as they’re thinned.

Here in the kitchen I gaze in dismay,
Looking at the sky with kind entreaty;
Hoping snowflakes will not fall on this day
Not till I’ve picked these roses’ beauty.

But soon the snowflakes will come, I know;
And marigold of bright yellow and pink
Will shiver and go to sleep in the snow;
It matters not how I feel; what I think.

When Nature brings forth all its nuisances,
Our roses must yield up their fragrances.

 

Leonard Dabydeen is author of Watching You, A Collection of Tetractys Poems , Xlibris Publication(2012); Searching for You, A Collection of Tetractys and Fibonacci Poems, Xlibris Publication (2015)


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5 Responses

  1. Sathyanarayana

    My dear Leonard Dabydeen, what a beautiful sonnet! Great imagery, clear diction and lovely wordplay! Thanks for sharing.

    Reply
  2. Shari Jo LeKane-Yentumi

    Lovely Sonnet, Leonard Dabydeen, and beautifully constructed. Remeniscent of so many summer gardens and winter snows in a delicate balance of seasons.

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    • Leonard Dabydeen

      Thank you for the read/comment, Shari Jo LeKane-Yentumi. Very positive. Encouraging.

      Reply

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