A Wish Granted
They will surely bloom in late May,
or at the beginning of warm June
to attract the lover and the poet
who write down their loveliest thought;
and with butterflies descending as a balloon,
a happy mockingbird's melody will begin
to offer us another lovely day!
They'll attempt to conquer them...
with a song never sung before by them;
you see, its not just us who dream of fervent passion,
who have a longing for things of greater dimension!
These lovely small roses' buds
eg for rain...God hears them; and rain falls
on them pelting to grant their wish to grow...
and looking around there's nothing but love!
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