Sta.sh
wilting in the air, drifting, silent,
a dandelion is more lowly,
rose to the weather, defiant.
The wind tugs upon petal,
the rose grips firm to the ground,
fallen to the ground and settle,
this flower is to the world bound.
Sun shines upon such beauty,
the rose forever smiles back,
sun doing only its duty,
no sun, life, rose would lack.
No matter the rain, storms,
no matter hardships, it faces,
but everyday the sun warms,
no matter how rough the places.
Be creative, do your own. 
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