A Wild Rose
A blushing wild pink rose, By tangled woods and ways, A passing sweet that goes With summer days. From rosy dawn till night Wafted from east to west, Kissed by the morning light To evening rest. Thy odors faint outlive Alike both joy and pain, Stealing the sweet they give To yield again. Leaving a faint perfume Thy memory to fulfill, Forgotten in thy bloom, Remembered still.
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