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Roses

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A redolent smell
blows under my nose
as the Spring wind
does drift by

The aroma so sweet
like a sugary treat
of baby's breath bliss
and I

Did follow the smell
that tickled my nose
and found with no surprise

down where it growns
a patch of rose
and picked a posy
for my vase and I





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