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Roses

July 1, 2011
By Gibberish GOLD, Nabb, Indiana
Gibberish GOLD, Nabb, Indiana
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Bud of a rose,how quickly it grows.
It dances with winds one of it's only friends.
It's pedles so fragile,
It's moves filled with grace.
It's thorns show it's power
It's roots hold it's place.
Swaying,twirling,ballet for the soul.
Then it takes a deep bow done with it's role.


The author's comments:
Many things are beautiful without trying to be.

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