Roses on bloom, a spring summer afternoon*

Finding the two
From buds how they grew
To red red roses, true,

How me finds in their blooms
My Joys in the little room
Of my heart,

Finding the Two
From buds as they grew
To Red Red Roses True,

How in their happy births
Me finds inexpressible Mirth
Spelling me,

How in them, one
Spring summer afternoon,
Me finds Beauty true.

(*Note : the photo attached is taken by me , )


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