Where colors flourish in gardens,
The melancholy is broken by a royal beauty,
With supple petals and vibrant colors,
The eternal rose is a story to be told.
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From bud to bloom, a dance of grace,
Unfolding layers, a delicate embrace,
Crimson, pink, or ivory white,
Each hue a gem in love's pure light.
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Its fragrance whispers on the breeze,
A symphony of nature's ease,
A fragrant kiss to touch the soul,
In whispered secrets, hearts console.
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Yet thorns arise, a guarded fence,
A reminder of life's recompense,
Strength amidst the tender art,
A lesson learned, a fragile heart.
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Oh, rose so fair, a symbol true,
Of love's endurance, ever anew,
In every petal, love's story told,
A timeless treasure to behold.
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sarah Smith
I allow my words to traverse the boundaries of reality and fiction. Whether through the lens of a news article or the pages of a novel, my writing remains a beacon of enlightenment, inspiring others to contemplate.
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