POETRY
Whispers of Roses
On petals, water drops lie still,
Morning’s gentle touch, so real.
Pink whispers kissed by dew,
Life’s secrets fresh and new.
Soft beauty, tender touch,
Time moves fast, but means so much.
Each drop tells a simple tale,
Of love and loss, strong and frail.
White background, endless sky,
With the rose, dreams reach high.
In this dance of light and dark,
Life’s simple moments leave a mark.
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