My beautiful rose sits red and full
Sitting in its glass case
Innocent and unknowing
The rose petals glint in the afternoon sunlight
Its stems lined with various thorns
I lift the glass case, my fingers just inches
from the soft petals
I touch it slowly, feeling its soft
red rose petals
I put the glass case back over the rose
Taking a second look at it as I start to leave
Maybe tomorrow I'll take it
completely from its protected case....
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