A ROSE
You rose against a stone wall,
abloom to all.
You stood out
more resplendent,
more resilient,
even in the darkest hours.
You were the light
that warmed the cold,
grey barrier.
And so, I knew,
I had to bring you into my life.
I knew I'd be the better.
That was years ago.
And now,
how wonderful is the fragrance
of that distant memory,
summoned to bloom anew,
each day,
when I think of you,
here, beside me.
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