Winter Blooming

Some of us bloom in winter,
when the first flakes of snow fall--
like campfire embers
carried by summer winds--
petal by petal
our spirits open
releasing their scent
into the air.

We are winter roses
our mesmerizing beauty--
the service we perform for humanity--
melting the icy fantasy
of death.

Some of us bloom in winter,
our joy is the music
floating through the atmosphere,
that generates twinkles
in the eyes of all
possessing the ears to hear.

Our winter blooming
is our freely given gift
to the planet.

Poet's Note: ▼

Line Count: 22
Form: Free style with some random end rhymes.
Prompt Words: snow fantasy embers mesmerizing floating twinkles blooming melting
Written for "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest" 
Deadline: December 26, 2020.