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Rose Ah! first rose of morn, do tell What bee's do lorn, I cannot smell Soft petals of beauty, gorgeous pink I feast my eyes and begin to think...... That somewhere inside There's so much more, You choose to hide So for now, I will enjoy Just your sight to consume And hope that someday, I too Will smell your sweet perfume A rewrite and repost, thought you may like it...... |
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Its beauiful Jiminy and my Dad told me once to always have roses in my garden.
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A wonderful read. Thanks for rewriting and re posting.
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