Imagine a rose on a tree,
Growing bigger just like me.
When you pick it, it will die.
You'll see a tear in it's eye.
But if you plant it in some soil,
Before it dies before it spoils.
The rose will stat a brand new life,
Just like a new husband and wife.
Beautiful poem
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