Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Rose

The love of my life, Rose, and I

Were in Colorado to ski.

Down a slope a race we did try.

And soon Rose was far behind me.

Then came an awful sight and sound.

Rose in an avalanche was caught.

I searched, but Rose could not be found.

Back at the ski lodge, help I sought.

I was not sure exactly where

Rose was when she had disappeared.

We searched for hours here and there

To no avail, the worst I feared.

But then we rescued Rose under snow,

Atop there a blooming rose did show.