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Rose Story

 

She woke up into one fine morning

The cool breeze dancing around

Stepped her out into her garden

Her eyes struck upon the loveliest rose,

she ever had in her garden

The pretty red rose gave her the sweetest smile

and a single thought that seems to hover in her world

Conquering her mind,actions,words,and everything

A single thought that whispered her of only person

 

Ha! now that is a poem, oh no that was a short story I had scribbled months before without an end to the story  :D

Now I think it is better to it read out as a poem than a story  :P

what do you think..story or a poem ?

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