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Petals of various colors

It was suppose to rain

Calm winds on a cloudy day

Whose rose I come across?

smelled the freshness

oh delicate petal

Coiled to perfection

scent of rain sensed

but no drop arrived

How beautiful this is

blossomed to perfection

color filled with serenity

Seems the day is clearing up

I believed the rose was thirsty

Instead recieved sunshine

I briefly looked away

I turned to natures creation

A curved petal began to leak on a sunny day

a pink wine remained at the tip

reaching with my index

the mirrorlike drop was absorbed

holding a certain sentimental value

Remember the day the rose cried

I leaned towards the rose and smiled