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Writing in the Shade Four roses in a vase
One rose for Grandfather
long beneath the stone;
yellow like gold,
for the time never to tarnish.
one rose for a lover,
long gone from my grasp;
red like the blush
of her summer strode cheeks.
one rose for mine self
alone but never lonely;
guilded and poised,
burned proper for the world.
and one rose for you,
should you ever come my way;
white and blank,
a canvas yet to be.
