Distant Winters

There are spring flowers Exuding an exhilarating fragrance And unimaginable beauty. If nurtured, they flourish Throughout the summer. In late autumn, every garden is sad As the colors fade And every delicate petal Begins to fall to the ground. There are certain flowers That bring us immense joy for awhile And then they’re never seen again. Remain someone’s endearing flower For as long as you have your being in the sunlight of life, And then, perhaps, The perfume of your love Will long be wafted Into the hearts you’ve touched After distant winters Have carried you far away.