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Rosa smiled at dawn,

Like a girl, smile flower.

I saw her in the radiant light

In the caressing arms of the breeze.

Beads shone drops of dew

On delicate petals.

To myself lured branches, braids,

Curly curls leaf.

Quietly Ray, mischievous boy,

Sneaked up to Rosa and lit the dew.

On the neck of thin beads flashed,

Sorceress, giving beauty.

And before me arose from Rosa Fairy,

In her grandeur of pure beauty!

The smile of the flower, alley,

So smiled rose, like you.