Take this rose before you play,
let its incense seed your soul,
it serves you well as your love,
Your music wafts and fills the air,
with tonal scents found anywhere,
to make a person whole again.
Smell the roses fresh bouquet,
let its incense seed your soul,
Speak for all of us today,
the beauty that your heart perceives,
into the sounds your mind conceives,
as music fills its role.
Never will a rose betray,
Let its incense seed your soul,
though it sounds a bit cliche’,
when we’re allowed a grateful gift,
that soothes and gives your soul a lift,
its essence we’ll expose.

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