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Three Roses (Gaelic English)

Roses, a gift from me heart to show in art I love ye. Each bloom presents part of me for nae te see, only thee. A rose that shines purest white brin' delight before thine eye. Spake tae ye of love divine; I nae define or deny. A rose of red, crimson hue, me passion's dew, I love ye, in words that within this tryst, ye ken me kiss, ye tease me. The last rose the hue nae ken, bud waits for when softest skin shall touch me heart beneath thee, ken I love ye, we are yin. Form is Awdl Gywydd

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Date: 10/24/2009 6:27:00 AM
It's better late than never, they say, Jem. I finally have time to go back and read a few contest winners. I definitely did NOT want to miss out on this one. Congratulations for your success in Deborah's dialect contest. Very creative! Smiling, Dane
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Date: 9/28/2009 12:56:00 PM
Jem, congrats on your success in the contest...Raul
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Date: 9/28/2009 3:58:00 AM
Congratulations on your win in Deborah's contest Jem. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/27/2009 8:50:00 AM
Well done and a lovely entry to Deborah's contest! Congratulations!! Love, Carrie
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Date: 9/27/2009 8:18:00 AM
A beautiful love poem Jem! Sadly neglected ( doesn't it make you spit?) I hope your win will bring it to a wider audience. I love it, anyway ...
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