THE ROSE'S LOVE

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With beauty and smell,like a rose;
Strength and bravery,like a rock,
In love and hope,she rose.
With her eyes;she watches them like a hawk.

She appeared like a star in the dark-blue sky;
To shine off the tears she espied on her seeds' cheek,
For her heart can't bear the sight,
With their sorrows,she fights.

O Mother; a creature so angelic,
Who stays strong e'en if her soul's in pain,
For she defeats it with a smile,at a lick.
Just to see a smile on their face.

The wonderful tree of love,
Who gives love to all without an exception-
To those who ignore,and those who crave,
For she never fails in it's distribution.

@poetickaleidoscope

To my Amazing mother

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