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Flower Bed Fall
I lie here in a bed of flowers
Roses for love
They surround me for hours
They do not wilt
They do not die
They grow and grow and reach the sky
The petals support me
They are comfy and soft
They are smooth to touch
They raise me aloft
I’m top of the mornin’
No cares in the world
I picked up a petal
It went cold, and curled.
I tear it up
And stand up tall
I shout to the skies
“I Will Not Fall!”
As the roses were falling
They stalled and came back
I so nearly stumbled
Now I’m back on track.
