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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