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A Pink Rose, Washed From SeaBy: Lavina Burgess ~~~vina~~~ 6/12/04 Looking out to the ocean As far as I can see The feel of the gentle waves... Splashing at my feet I noticed a pink rose... That the waves brought in With it's petals still soft And not yet hurt...by the salty seas A pink rose on the beach As it brushed against my knee I looked around... Then... I gently picked it up As I touched it's petals Still soft to the touch I thought of someone's wedding And wished them good luck I gently put it down As another petal... fell to the ground With another rush of waves And still...the pink rose was saved Was that rose... For that special someone? Or was it sent...to a special soldier That was killed at sea? I picked up the rose...and a tear fell down And thought... Was that rose... for our 40th president That had just passed away? I gently put it back down... for all to see! Send Feedback/Comments
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