once upon a time
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Beneath the heather lies a golden treasure,
Dormant, now that winter's here,
But come the summer that treasure will flourish
And give joyous pleasure to all who witness the yellow rose.
Purplish-pink may the heather be,
Nature, oft times a shrew can be.
Though a yellow rose,
One single dominant splash of golden light,
Lets all who see its perfect form
Gaze in great delight,
Because nature once again has spoken
Here in this heather a stranger is welcomed
Among its kith and kin
Regardless of colour nature nurtures.
Dormant, now that winter's here,
But come the summer that treasure will flourish
And give joyous pleasure to all who witness the yellow rose.
Purplish-pink may the heather be,
Nature, oft times a shrew can be.
Though a yellow rose,
One single dominant splash of golden light,
Lets all who see its perfect form
Gaze in great delight,
Because nature once again has spoken
Here in this heather a stranger is welcomed
Among its kith and kin
Regardless of colour nature nurtures.
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