The Next Chance
Carmine roses bloom in the midst of winter,
Drowsy violets peak from under leaves
And daisies stand white in the grass.
The sun heats the earth
And brightens short days with a warm glow.
I notice a tenderly embraced couple in a park.
Gracious fate gives them one more chance
For an unexpected meeting.
Eyes, surrounded by rays of wrinkles, laugh.
Wind ruffles hair, tosses delicate
Silver threads of gossamer.
And so, unannounced, tardy love arrived
They have a choice of a new path,
Maybe the last chance for happiness.
Life took away their naïve faith
And burned away old feelings.
It left them some dreams
And much hope for a better tomorrow
They are lost in thoughts
Doubts and fears spring up
From the shadows like ghouls
The head says: no… it’s not worth it… think it over…
The heart says-yes… go forwards… fall in love
Nature stopped the hands of the clocks.
Red flowers bloom
Alicja Maria Kuberska
Writer
Poland
