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The Rose
SS (2nd January / Lancaster)

The Rose

The rose is a sweet scented flower,
As it grows the scent grows too,
It is a symbol of romance and love,
It only grows in spring but it has emotions,
It's like the heart afraid of breaking,
And the sould afraid of dying,
The petals are smooth,
And each one of them counts as a life,
A life beginning to the last petal fall's which is the end,
When winter comes,
Everyone needs someone to love,
And the rose has died,
It's like a human,
Grows from a seed until it looses it's last petal.

This is a poem in dedication to My great Grnadma Janet Horner as she too loved roses xxx

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