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Tending to love.
Unfinished poem.
Submitted:Dec 25, 2008 Reads: 102 Comments: 1 Likes: 1
Counting the colors of the rainbow.
They are as graceful as
When you tend the flowers
Rounding the rough edges.
Your garden is as bright as
Your eyes.
I sometimes think you are
A beautiful gardener, but
A lovelier rose.
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