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Bed Of Roses

Rows of roses sprawled over a garden, yet you seem to be the brightest. Vibrant red petals, shining sheen under the sun's rays. A sight for my sore eyes to stare at with no break. The prettiest flower lie in the garden bed, could I lay with you forever? Sun goes down yet you still beam bright as day. Thorns dull, for you couldn't hurt anything even if you tried. Precious rose, stay with me forever, I'll take care of you and make sure you never wilt.

written 5/4/24