January Rose Garden

A whistle here, and one beyond
As birds play games with quiet song
The air in current, breezes by
Gray winter clouds blanket the sky
Root-like limbs reach up for the sun
Whose face won't show before night comes
A winter's day, but not so cold
The weed still grows, so does the rose

VCW

Zilker Garden
Austin, Texas
January 1981


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