Little rose

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    • Pretty little angel can we play your game? I will be gentle, I will move to your pace.

    Little rose

     Little rose, little rose sitting outside withering away by the cold

    Are you so lost you can't feel the warmth ahead?

    Little red pedals fallen from your body.

    Has it been too cold of a winter?

    Little rose of the heart have you fallen so far you

    wither more, as you come to the end

    Little rose, little rose why are you crying?

    Crying to be saved from the winds of this white winter?

    Little rose, little rose look at your color

    Tell me why does your color begin to fade?

    Little rose,little rose..

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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