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A Rambling Rose...Ramling Rose… Growing out in the sunshine, This rambling rose of mine, Stays so sweet and fresh… And has a smell that's so divine. Gently swaying in the breeze, Petals gently dancing with grace, Teardrops from the rain… Bring a softness to my face…! Petals blushing a deep red hue, So silken a feeling to me… My delightful red rambling rose… A joy for the eyes to see. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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