February Nights Poem by Peter S. Quinn

In twilight's hush, the winter's breath does play,
On February nights of frosty hue,
The roses bloom in icy light's array,
Their petals kissed by cold's celestial dew.

A velvet cloak of stars adorns the sky,
As frost upon the roses gently lies,
The night in stillness whispers a soft sigh,
While nature's frozen beauty captivates our eyes.

The moonlight weaves a silver tapestry,
Embracing roses in its tender glow,
In quiet grace they bloom so silently,
Amidst the chill where only shadows grow.

February nights, where frosty roses gleam,
A winter's dream, like petals in moon's beam.