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There was a red rose which silently bloomed in my garden,
From the hardest winters and the driest days.
She never give up in blooming into red rose.
I liked the red rose from its Tangled Thorny bushes

Her petals were red as the rarest Rubies,
And the stalk was prickley as a cactus
She scatters sweet fragrance,
And has a delicate and fragile beauty within

Her wide path of love and sympathy made her holy to venus, the god of love and beauty.
The rose was loyal in showing love.
Her desires made her unique

A silenty bloomed flower in my garden
From the cruel weather of the Year
She never give up in her aim of being a red rose
And now she is resting in my Palms