Oh precious dainty rosebud,
Dripping moist with dew,
With gentleness you open
To live the long day through.
Each fragile petal slowly bends
To reach the early light.
So patiently you’ve slept throughout
The long and lonely night.
Moist dew in tiny droplets
So slowly trickles down.
On top of daggered shaft
You sit as like a crown.
As dew drops slowly fade,
And bud full open spreads,
Great beauty is exposed
In lovely flower beds.
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