One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today. ~ Dale Carnegie, American writer, lecturer, and more.

Shivering beneath this coat of snow
Snow that unexpectedly trickled down
Down to the ground below
Below ground, my root system sleeps
Sleeps while Winter whitens the landscape
Landscape that one day will become green
Green when Spring comes back again
Again my red blooms will brighten the yard
Yard that needs something so brilliant
Brilliant, isn’t it, how cyclical Nature is!

Note: This poetry form is called Chain Verse.