Love's rose grows
among the thorns of everyday life.
Each day its petals open,
as atom by atom
it releases its scent
to perfume
the connubial passions
of fifty years
of married bliss.
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Line Count: 9
Form: Free verse
Prompt: Romantic Poetry
Written for "Journey Through Genres: Official Contest" February 2020.
My Grandparents passed on over ten years ago. They celebrated over fifty years of marriage before they died.
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