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This poem was winner of the
2007 Pearl Sterman Memorial Award sponsored by Annette Schwartz.
It was published in the
Poetry Society of
Texas’ A Book of the Year 2008.
Rose in Winter
by Lisa Salinas
I learned that you were
coming in the spring.
The trees had new leaves - a lively, sun-kissed green.
Flower buds were announcing themselves shyly
with hints of color. The climbing roses near my bedroom
window were preparing to burst into bloom...and so was I.
I knew that you were coming.
It was summer and the world was warm with life.
I could feel you now. Your little limbs moving,
you were trying to understand your quiet little world.
You were growing, growing...and so was I.
Soon you would be coming.
Summer had ended. Fall was here.
The cycle of life was coming to a close. Leaves prepared
to say their last goodbyes
in red, orange and gold.
I wondered when you would say goodbye to your
quiet world.
I longed to hold you in my arms and welcome you into
your new world... the world that we would share together.
Now… finally… you are here!
The air is cold outside; the
garden is a quiet brown,
but in my arms is the warmth of new life –
my long-awaited little flower. You are here.
I had waited for so long,
through so many days, through
so many seasons, and now my waiting has come to a close.
I revel in the sweet
fragrance of your baby skin,
the softness of your hair and the gift that is you.
As I hold you close to my
heart, I glance
out the bedroom window into the garden. Another gift awaits
me there in the midst of winter’s chill, a tribute to new life:
One single pink rosebud, a
reflection of you.
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