The Rose
She is a symphony of beauty a composition of pure elegance and grandeur
a masterpiece creation sculpted by the God's above
Her scent is heaven's gift to us and so are her thorns
she is an orchestra ecclesiastical, worshiping at the font of life
a flower of great valor, there is great beauty from within
please do not let her wither, help her bloom
play her song and raise her to the sun,
help her break the glass and remain in your heart,
forever young.
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