Colour Fading Never
Picked from the garden of life,
As unique as any flower,
As beautiful as a rainbow,
Trapped in an April shower.
Like a blossom pressed and dried,
Its colour fading never,
I have pressed you
Between the pages of my life,
Where I hope you will stay forever.
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