Of Poetry And Rose
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Sandra Feldman
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Not only of Poetry
Can one live,
Most don't even know
What Poetry gives
As far as consolation,
To the soul,
Most have never even
Looked closely
At a Rose,
Its true color,
Its abode,
The drops of dew,
Silently, humbly,
Trembling,
Upon, petals sweet,
Daylight's tears
That compose,
All that can marry,
Poetry to a Rose.
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