a rose
blooms
upon a stem
of thorns
and from
a rainstorm
a rainbow
is born
a tree
will sprout
shortly after
a fire burns
and the sun
only rises
if the earth itself
will turn
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Sing and Dance
PuisiSing and Dance all your troubles away, and maybe they'll come back another day #98 in Poetry (9/6/16) #48 in Poetry (9/7/16)
