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The rose bud clasps tight to its long lonely stem sheltering from the cold wind and the winter mayhem The spring sun shines so brightly is it time to parade as the cloud covers over to give it some shade Then around about elevenses it opens its display leaving the people smiling for the rest of the day It bows so graciously in the light shallow breeze and waves at the audience, boastfully if you please As the sun sets slowly we still marvel at its delight then watch it cwtch up tightly asleep for the night
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May 26, 2023
May 26, 2023 at 9:17 AM UTC
The garden rose
The rose bud clasps tight to its long lonely stem sheltering from the cold wind and the winter mayhem The spring sun shines so brightly is it time to parade as the cloud covers over to give it some shade Then around about elevenses it opens its display leaving the people smiling for the rest of the day It bows so graciously in the light shallow breeze and waves at the audience, boastfully if you please As the sun sets slowly we still marvel at its delight then watch it cwtch up tightly asleep for the night
Cwtch - offering warmth and safety.
terence-james-potter
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May 26, 2023
May 26, 2023 at 9:17 AM UTC
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