True Love

No earthly wind this bloom can bend
No earthly storm can rend,
Its heart is open to the sky
And touched by just a sigh.
Immune to weeds that try to kill
To beauty blossoms still
Protected by its thorns no one
Can pluck it to disown.
A gift from heaven for each one
To fragrance lingers on,
It breathes for one,
it breathes for all
His sweet rose cannot fall.

by William White

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