* first two stanzas belong to Mystic Rose Rose
As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on true The bees join her dance of life and celebrate for nature is filled with love and absent of hate She then soars to the clouds as the rainbow mirrors her beauty as leaving us with smiles is her sworn duty
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