Our story is a rose,
it grows, thrives.
It blossoms at it's peak
and it stands out,
beautiful and prime.
But as our story ends
the rose is cut off,
but is saved,
put on display,
just so i can pick it
and give it to you
once again.
For Women.
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A lovely short narrative about the nurturing of rose flowers, to ensure the perpetuation of gracing romance with rose. Lovely indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.