The Essence of Rose
Her beauty does enthrall in morning light
as sunshine paints the sky in hues of pink,
and fare thee well is bid to darkest night;
upon her face the light and beauty sync.
My rose so fresh in early morning air,
with pure delight her essence sates the room
while filling void with splendor that’s so fair,
and sowing seeds of hope for life to bloom.
The aura seen ‘round rose throughout mankind
caused many men to dream, and bards to muse;
led countries into war, and lovers find
the reasons they unite; their lives they fuse.
The heavens gift which all of mankind knows;
the grace and lovely essence of the rose.
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