Frosted flowers

It’s still too mild and grey for November, so I’m looking back to the end of October

When the frost presented a cheery iced sun;

And a wild pink rose

Covered in cold eyelashes.

Further on, a rose bud

Shimmered with melted hopes and ice —

And I found myself

At the beating heart of nature itself.

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