Stop Poem by Rodney Rod Smith

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Calmly sweetly - Heavenly Rose
for all things
come, like a pot of Gold.
Richly, Beauty, Heavenly, Scent.
Thinking it through
and making sense.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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