No never to be a part
of only your life dear
Decorate me in dreams
or harbor in heart
Never to be light
of your deep delight
Praises with pansies
Or lovely as lotus
rows of roses you raise
shows the small spines
Never ever to be a part
of your house, never
to turn it into a home
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