My Rose Flower
in a garden of flowers of different varieties,
there was only one flower
that caught my eyes
a beautiful rose flower
the rose flower became special to me
and I loved it so much.
a day without seeing my rose
made my day sad
in a world without love
cannot grow and be fruitful
it is love that makes life meaningful
my rose showed me love and how to keep it
millions of miles away from my rose
never killed the love we had
loving the rose was like counting the stars
since stars cannot be counted, I can never stop loving my rose
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