“Love without reason—bloom without season.”
― Debasish Mridha
Final blossoms fading fast
Chill of winter here at last.
Like in life they cannot stay
Left to die and fade away.
But in Spring a bud appears
Sharing joy throughout the years.
I went out in the dark last night and cut the final beautiful blossoms from my rose bush. We were expecting freezing temps and frost. It’s mid December, and miraculous that the roses were still thriving and blooming this late in the season. I placed the remaining colorful blooms in a festive Christmas tea cup to brighten my kitchen and my day.