Poetry

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Rosebud

I want to see my little girl
Grow into a sweet
Precious flower
That blossoms with all the beauty
Of all time

I want to see her
Blooming
In the garden of the world
With all her golden, silver petals
In place,
Unbroken, untouched
By soiled, rough hands
That have no right
To pass her way

She will be
A unique rose
Standing tall
Above those around her;

I will protect her
From all who would rape
Her purity,
Her innocence.

I’ll be the gardener
That tends the earth
That nourishes the soil
Of her tenderness.

I’ll watch
By night and day
Her growth from bud
To flower.
I will toil with sweat and tears
Until her beauty
Unfolds
For all the world to see.

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