A Flower Is a Rose Is a Flower a Rose

There my dear. Gentle bender of my heart's light. We both saw one another true. I saw in you a regal BLUE WE both saw a FLUENT brew You are a MAJESTIC ROSE and no one knows. Disguised as a flower I read every VELVET petal A secret book. A luminescent LOVE story. Your floral mannerisms are So comely and fluid Your spirit is electrically warm. Tender is the life. Then at that time does DEATH EXTEND It's harm. And at the end of life it does not pretend A flower is still a flower at the end it's A ROSE STILL A FLOWER A ROSE

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Walter T. Ashe

Date: 6/17/2016 4:29:00 PM

This caught my eye and I am also in concert with Teppo..."and at the end of life it does not pretend"...all unpretentiousness is admirable in one way or another! Nice write Val!

Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther
Date: 6/18/2016 9:06:00 PM

Thanks Walter. I'm practically beside side my self with glee, walking the halls of joy.