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