The Rare Bloom
The Uniqueness of Something Beautiful
In a field of flowers, there once grew
A bloom so rare, its beauty grew
Its petals were soft, its color so bright
A vision to behold, with delight
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It stood alone, in a sea of green
A beacon of hope, so serene
Its fragrance filled the air, so pure and sweet
A gift from nature, so hard to beat
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For the rare bloom, is a thing of grace
A symbol of hope, in a world full of chase
And though it may be hard to find
Its beauty remains, so true and kind
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So if you ever come across this gem
Take a moment, to admire and befriend
For it's a rare bloom, that brings such peace
And will forever, your heart release
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And when its time has come to an end
Its memory will live on, and not bend
For the rare bloom, will always be
A symbol of beauty, for you and me.
About the Creator
mees den Boer
Mees den Boer, fiction writer. Spinning tales and exploring the human experience through the written word. Join me on my journey of imagination and discovery.
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