Everlasting
The evergreen is divine.
A breeze shifts the sturdy underbrush,
aromas lift from their spines.
Colors vibrant and bold.
The suns rays bounce off their hues
refelcting their youth.
A young virgins beauty
accentuated among the flower buds.
Stamped forever in time,
in a journal kept by a man.
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