The Rose knows

Just you wait and see

The Rose knows

As dark of night surrounds her
she bows her head to wait
until the morning calls her
and bids her decorate.
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With sagging head uplifted
she greets another day
by opening her petals
to put upon display.
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Something in her attitude
so proudly lets us see
that none are more delightful
than those who choose to be.
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So when the night surrounds you
and all your petals close
be silent till the morning
and wait upon the rose.