Bloom and flourish as it grows;
Does it stay as days pass by.
And never fade or sometimes die.
This isn't true because you see,
For all that lives can't always be;
If feelings fade and drop away,
Love can't be true that dies this way.
To renew all that you have now,
A rose is different this is how;
For each and every feeling grew,
Must be grown and fed anew.
So why seek out and look beyond,
For all you need may be your bond;
Give and take and forgive all,
For If you don't the vine may fall.
Care and warmth is all it takes,
And what a heart will need it makes;
A wilting rose is not like love,
For love and passion fly above.
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