Natural Is Natural
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A bud appears
On the plant
Opens into a flower
Fades and falls.
In its short life
Gives out fragrance
Pleases the eye
Gives way to new bud.
Flower in the vase
It is the same
Day in and day out
Maybe paper or plastic.
No fragrance
Needs to be dusted
There's no change
Just monotony.
Natural's natural
Always a change
Artificial's dull
Beckons a change.
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