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To The Rose Flower

By Kripa


Kid: From where did you derive such a gorgeous name, oh my Rose?


Rose: Those kind-hearted humans, with love, have given me this adorable name.


Kid: I'm so smitten by your colourful appearance; how many such colours do you own, oh my Beauty?


Rose: Fire-red, great Blue and ravishing yellow and finally, turning into an all-round "Rosy" with Rose colour.


Kid: I'm simply flattened on your elegant Vibes, mind gets stuck and thoughts bloom on your awesomeness...


        Darling, your smile and fragrance of your buds are always evergreen;


    like a soft, pampering touch;


       Eyes and heart get filled with eternal Joy.


        Sweetheart, what dreams are you blossoming and rocking? I Love you, Rosy!


        But I Love you more, my almighty God, for paving the way for her arrival into this World...


        On literally saying OMG, I bow down before you with utmost gratitude...!


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