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Late:

Roses in the sun, Waving, having fun. Bees are buzzing loud, "Hey, look at us now!" Petals soft and bright, Colors such delight. Thorns are sneaky, though, "Watch out!" they seem to say. Gardener in green, Singing, full of dreams. Watering with care, “Roses, grow and share!” But when blooms do fade, Compost is our trade. "Plant new seeds," we cheer, Next spring, they'll appear! So here's to the blooms, Chasing away glooms. Roses, oh so sweet, Life's tasty little treat!

kimbruhly:

go to bed

Late:

Nah can't sleep

Unknownuser8009:

In bloom

Late:

Hm?

Unknownuser8009:

idk

Late:

Okay

MaxTon:

Hmmm it's not bad something I might read from my poem books

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