The white rose has both fragrance and thorns, both roots in the earth and foliage that stretches toward the sun; she is duality and content with what she is.
The white rose comes with full pride as if her petals were the finest of sculptures, formed by the hands of a loving creator.
White rose petals of sweet abiding fragrance come to the summer air as if it was their mission to create a sense of beauty and peace.
In the green of the garden, among the vibrant blossoms of summertime, comes the white rose. There they are, as humble as the daisy, as elegant as any flower could ever be.
White petals upon the white rose, take on the light of the new day, stretching upward to the heavens and rooted in Mother Earth.
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