The sweet smell of the rose never changes,
Does it really matter, the name?
What difference would it make,
If it's name didn't stay the same?
And a flower,
Even dirty and soiled,
Is still magnificent,
Because beauty never spoils.
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Collection of Poems (#Wattys2015)
PoëzieI write poetry on a regular basis on just about everything. I hope you enjoy the pieces that I post for your entertainment and you benefit. Please feel free to leave feedback. Thank you. -Thast
