Said the rose to the dews

I feel good with you

you come in the morning

freshen me up a bit

My days get started with a laugh

Dews were the tears that morning left on thee

My dear sweet petals, love is always free

You may value me

But you know for sure

dews stay in morning and then are no more

if you want I shall come

Or I will watch you from far

Flowers are much more important

than any dews on the tar

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