February 15, 2008
Very odd that people suppose.
As plain as the nose on a face,
There is poetry about a rose.
A rose without petals lacks grace.
A rose is a flower everyone knows.
Without a rose, is love out of place?

Roses are related to kissing.
Even with a rose, love can be missing
Smell goes through the nose.
And who would love not smelling ?
That great odor that flows
I’m telling
A rose climbing grows
In the wind it blows

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