Rose
—by S.S.
The Rose, when bloom
Sowed with affection,
Watered with delectable intention.
Worked on my own
All day, night and morn.
On thunderstorms, I protect
To my plant, I appointed myself it’s shed.
It seemed adorable in infancy;
Uneasy to wait, till it’s maturity.
You become taller and leaves grew
With abundant leaves, didn’t amuse.
When a bud appeared on you
Menace kept away, I kept 24*7 view.
The time when you bloomed,
My inner melancholy was doomed
And your beauty would be with me for good.
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