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Love is a Rose
Love is a Rose That blooms in the garden of the heart. Precious and prized it comes in infinite varieties Yet each new love is fresh and unique- there has never been nor ever will be a love just like it. Love is rooted in caring, nourished by sharing and warmth by kindness from the promise of a budding love, to the glory of full blown love, every unfolding moment of love has a beauty all its own. Love takes tending. It may need weeding or pruning to grow stronger. Love can hold pain, too- the thorns of misunderstanding or absence. But still, with careful nurturing, love can find its way over and around or through all obstacles. Love transforms the heart holding love, for however long or brief a time, calls forth what is deepest, truest and best in the heart. Every heart touched by love is reborn - filled with the miracle of new life. Love blooms forever in springtime hearts.
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