I was in the rose garden.
I plucked a rosebud with its stem,
I put it in a long neck vase.
I poured in water.
I slip into a deep sleep.
When I wake-up the rose smiled.
I smiled back and took it.
I gave it to my aging mother.
She gave to my lovely wife.
She placed it beck in the vase.
The rose smiled more and laughed.
We had laughed with joy.
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