My Rose Garden
On
that sunny day
I
bought some seeds
came
to my garden
and
sow them deep
In
few days
the
roses were grow
they
budding in the manner
being
nicest with wind-flow
The
charm of the colours
makes my garden bright
fills
the rosarium with
red,
pink, yellow and white
Everything
was fine
until
I looks the storm
it
hurled every petal
and
make them torn
I
collect them all
in
my hands
heart
was broken
but
mind with a plan
Grind,
mix and stores each
my
perfume then arose
whenever
I spray
it
reminds me a rose.
Its really fascinating...
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