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| My secret corner of the garden, My retreat my own little haven. Surrounded my the fragrance of a single bloom, One rose among the thorns. Perfectly formed,delicate and soft. Morning dew glistening on the petals. The rose stands tall in all its glory, Its signifyes strength That one single bloom survived last nights storm. A sign spring is on its way. A time for new beginnings. Written by Tracey Mansfield. |
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| In my Garden. |
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