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Jan 2018
Roses can be yellow,
Violets can be purple.
Love isn't easy,
and life isn't simple.

If you're reading these words,
surely you agree.
Just because it's what people say,
doesn't mean it's all it's cracked up to be.

The seed of happiness needs love,
needs care.
You have to keep it alive,
even if no one else is there.

Someday, someone might find me.
In the fields, in the sun.
Nurture and pick me,
they might be the one.

I'm not against such a fate,
I'd love to be found.
As a flower I will wait,
show my colors and be proud.
Written by
Kayla
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   Elizabeth J and Ryan Holden
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