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A rose...


A rose is a most interesting flower
It can be understood at once
And take a lifetime to appreciate.
As a whole, the rose is a symbol of peace, of beauty;
It also means hope, life, and sweetness
But when given from the heart
It has the deepest meaning of all:
I love you.
When considering the rose
It is important to remember how the rose forms
It is made layer on layer
And is revealed slowly over time.
The bud is just the promise
A hint of things to come
Of hidden treasures, meaning, life, and understanding.
As the rose opens
Warmed by the sun
A fragrance emits which is lovely and pure
It permeates everything;
Enticing.
Inviting.
When the rose is fully formed
And maturity is reached
The petals stretch across a wide expanse.
As it continues to grow
(For growing it is!)
The rose sheds its petals
Across the barren land
Giving a taste of loveliness and gentleness
To the land below.
Is it any wonder that flowers are strewn
At the feet of lovers
At the marriage celebration?
It's a symbol of the love
Now stretching across the world
Filling it with love and peace and beauty
Where once there was only barren land.
It is also important to realize
That all of these things take time
There's no joy in forcing open the petals
Ruining the delicate prize
A rose must open itself.
Just like your heart is open to mine.

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