Roses in the Snow

I was singing like a bird

From my porch just to hear

My own voice echo in the canyon

When she appeared before me

Protected from the cold

Ringing with the echo in her heart

She walked up to the porch

And I sang a good bit further

Until we both sat there in silence

I asked her to my living room

A place where we can warm our bones

She said, but I am warmed by the singing

And I can hear my husbandman

Returning from his labor

And I have no food on the table

As quick as she came earlier

She went back to the forest

With a trail of roses behind her

It snowed for many weeks

Until I couldn't see the forest

And the blush had faded from the roses

And while it dropped I worked a lot

To gather wood and keep it hot

And clear the porch off for singing

It was brighter than the other nights

The snow was filled with moonlight

There was not a sound in the canyon

So I sang softly o my old song

Building for a time so long

Until my echo traveled through the forest

And there she was standing there

The moonlight in her auburn hair

Completely protected from the cold

And all about her in the snow

Ruby red and black as coal

Roses had blossomed all around her