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Roses and books, two of my favorite things. To compare them seems an oddity, yet I never tire of the endless variety of each. Nor of receiving or giving either one and in slightly different but similar ways I receive the same amount of pleasure, although perhaps with a bit of uniqueness to each.

Roses are wonderful to behold and to touch. And although the bloom fades quickly the memory of the fragrance and delicate beauty lasts ~ until the next one. As the bud of a rose slowly unfolds it’s blossoms just so a book unfolds its story through the pages. And at the conclusion of the book, the memory lasts ~ until the next one.

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ROSE PETALS, BOOK PAGES

Creation of nature, Creation of man

I partake of your glory

whenever I can

fragrance of flower

touch of written word

rose petals, book pages

seductive allure

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Dissimilar dichotomy

nothing to share

rose petals, book pages

yet both are there

mine for the pleasure

mine for the ages

I revel in your wonders

rose petals, book pages

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Hoping everyone’s week has started off well!

~ Penny