A Pink Rose
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Days come and go,
Hours pass and people flow
This weekend, though,
Time will stop and the moon will glow
The stars will dance
And the birds will chant!
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It isn't everyday that a rose is born
A pink one, no less, with sweet flesh tones
She is the star of this summer sky!
A tribute to beauty and all flowers alike
She comes to us by way of luck and through chance
Only to beautify it all with her charm!
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She is, of course, the inspiration of this short verse
One heartfelt dedication to her gleaming grace!
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Gabriel Alfonso
August 5, 2000