while dew drops fell
and petals opened
to frosty winds
of early Spring.
She knew of time
its mangled end
yet gave her heart
heart of a rose
with happiness
deep in her soul.
And death would not
defy its master
it came with measured
leaden steps
and smiled the smile
that means the end
when dew drops freeze
in frosty winds.
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