But natural glow
With fine flow
Of heavenly rainbow
Only color
That grants honor
The rose makes it perfect
With all round act
Hhuman soul may shy
And try
To hide
With all efforts to confide
Rose shall say ‘no’ to wind
To be unkind
And shake the petals
Else it shall turn fatal

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