Snowdrops, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Snow DropsBlanzifiore, Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1873)

Snowdrops

In my lonely heart it remains winter
It is you who can break this darkened spell
If into my heart your love will enter
Providing much warmth, the cold you’ll expel

This tender flower a symbol of you
The snowdrop so frail yet with much power
Able to conquer the snow, pushing through
Destroys winter, being spring’s first flower

Beauty in its display of purity
It whiteness shall shine bright into the night
As the vastness of your inner beauty
Making your presence a loving delight

My heart given freely at your command
From this day to go forward hand in hand