Fair rose, fair rose, so sweet and soft,
Just as the skin of a new born babe,
Thy beauty grows as day goes by,
The danger wakes in thy razor thorns.
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Good, this is very touchy poem and the metaphor used in a fabulous way I do love it. good for you Joseph Cross. Pampero