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Rosi

She was a rose

Suspended in a beam of light

   A delicate 

Beautiful 

   Anomaly 


She floated around

   Smiling 

Warming the hearts

  Of many cold fellas

But she kept her distance

   Because she knew how fragile her petals were



One man 

   One time

Almost killed her

   But

After awhile

   Her petals grew back 

And because of that

   She grew thorns

That cut any man that tries to pluck her.


-CH 3/15/25


 
 
 

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