“A rose by any other name “


While still a baby
Trying to get out of its secure cocoon?
Just maybe
Safe and sound,
Wrapped up and bound
In a softest of thorny leaves
As gently in the winds heavy
But soon
This bud too will bloom
The prettiest of flora
For everyone to adore her
A while the flower of songs
Her scent do very strong
She too
Will be gone

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