In the summer, you were big and beautiful,
Blooming bright red softness
But you were still fragile.
As summer gives way to autumn,
You begin to wilt
Your beautiful petals start to fall and fade away
The colors slowly vanish from the thorns and the petals.
In the winter, it didn't seem like you'd come back.
The snow covered your petals
Burying you in a powder-white grave
You are colorless under the dying sun
but, in the spring, you are reborn
The sun restores your energy and color
And the rain makes you bloom
The thorn protects you're precious petals
Summer arrives once again, and your petals stretch as they bloom.
The red shines in the light.
You are thriving
And you find that no matter what season it was, no matter what you look like
You will always be a rose and will always be beautiful
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