When The Red Roses Starts Flowering Poem by Daleen Enslinstrydom

When the red roses starts flowering
at the window of my bedroom
and the heat of the sun
lets the fragrance spread through the air
then it always do remind me of you

and it lets me long
to your arms around me
and when bees take the sweet nectar
deep from the flower cups

then I do think of your lips
and thousands of kisses covering my body.

When the red roses starts flowering
and the fragrance on the wings of the wind
wakes me from my sleep
then I know that love does cover all things

and I think about the rose
in the winter time
and know that our love
will once more be victorious

and just as the rose
will again flower in the spring
and in the sun it will come to its full glory.