I Do
Beauteous the breath of the outdoors at dawn
Hideous never the chirp of the birds in calling
Loves' breath in written words surrounding my aura
But yet should the rain welcomed be that of appalling
I reckon it nurtures each living growth of green
And the skies pouring down the roots of the buds
Will bloom in our minds gentle contemplation
They swarm now ,the buds - like purity beneath too the suds
Sparks the sunshine Heavens always in mind
True love pure of devotion kindles with the who
The rose nevers dies in our hearts , it multiplies
Significance ! Back to the beauty -I do
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