The Blushing Rose

The rose blossomed with a blush

Wondering at the greenery and lush

Drifting with the cool breeze

Leaning towards the eager bees

Soaking in the warmth of the day

Terrified of approaching footsteps

Threatening to tear it away

Desiring mild dewdrops

To recapture its youth

And revive its mystifying charm

Alarmed at the abrupt storm

Drenching it to a new shape

Pulling on its petals

And pouring torrents of rain

Determined to dislodge it from the stem

The rose resolutely intact

Yearning desperately for silence

And pleading for lingering peace

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