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Jul 19, 2007
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Fresh Roses
Pale blush pink to
searing crimson red
Pure bright white to
sweet sunshine yellow
These fresh roses tilled
in strong gardens at their
beginning are not born flawed
Slowly emerging, one by one
from seeds sewn with the
love of sunweathered hands
galiantly reaching toward the
sky with ambient pride
Dew droplets gently carressing
each and every petal
A heavenly scent like no other
Our sunkissed fresh roses
are like a gentle tap one
one’s life, ever so worthy
of life’s celebration
— workingharleylady, Jul 19, 2007
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