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This Living Rose

This Living Rose

Long ago there grew a flower
That had a fragrance to cherish,
Such that greed could not devour
And in death refused to perish.

This fragrance grew and then spread wide,
It's scent was sought by so many,
For it was found that it had not died,
But was a treasure worth not a penny.

Kings and angels had bowed to greet,
The aroma of this tender seed,
For they knew none could defeat,
This living Rose that fills all need.
G W (Bill) Marshall / December 10, 2012
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Posted: Jan 2013

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One word: Charming!wine
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