Beguiled Rose Poem by Possawat Piankij

Beguiled Rose

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Wind whispers to a rose,
'Marry now! , little queen! '
The rose shakes it's nose'
Saying 'He is so mean! '

'How so? ', the wind wonders.
'Buzz, there he comes.
I plead for water
But never get some!

Little by little, I get dry,
beginning to cry.
Tears flow to my thorns
And my love is torn.

What if I pass away?
Will he comes to my burial?
What will he say?
'I'm sorry'? -go away! '

- One Whistle -

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