My favorite flower

A rose in bloom, a sight divine,
Petals soft, like whispers entwine.
In hues of red or purest white,
A beauty that enchants, a magical sight.

A symbol of love in every hue,
The rose, a timeless beauty, so true.
In gardens or vases, a treasure to behold,
A flower that speaks, more than words ever told.


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