I absolutely love this poem.
A ROSE IN THE SNOW Author – Alana LeClaire
His dazed, tired eyes were far away
in deep blue oceans where he once played
But the little girl beside him prays
that one day he will remember her name.
It seemed more certain for a rose
to bloom in ice cold winter snow
than for grandfather to recall the name
of a little girl who waits in faith.
We were all casting her hope away,
trying to help her “cope,”
to ease the pain of a little girl
who longs for a rose in the snow.
Then, one night, grandfather sat next to a window
that displayed a crescent moon.
He turned away his face from it
to look across the room.
He smiled at her,
She ran to him,
He gently caressed her face.
Then, he leaned over and in her ear
He slowly whispered her name.
Her smile was such
that its radiance
could now outshine the moon…
And somewhere on Earth,
on a snow-filled mountain,
a rose emerged in bloom.