Lovely,
the rose comes forth
from nature,
filling the air,
While the summer breeze
enters its closure,
Spreading its gentleness.
To the eye,
the rose appears
so common,
so everyday,
But if you should want
that rose,
to keep and to hold,
You must be ever so careful
in the position you pick it
And the way you hold it,
because the rose
is a very soft, gentle
and delicate flower.
(William Lowenkamp, from the book, Of Life and Love)
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