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The Beauty of the Rose
(For Dad)
The beauty of the Rose
That blossoms in the Spring,
Is cherished and loved
By the ones who behold it.
But when the Autumn comes,
And it withers and is gone,
The memory of the Rose continues -
Forever in the heart.
April 18, 1991
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