Gently gently my sweetest summer rose,
Give your fragrance and new tints of beauty;
So much pleasure - never in overdose,
Lovely symphony of shades - in tutti!
There's no one like you: sweet rose in the bloom,
Recondite and dark in the summer mood;
The green of the earth, is your guide and groom,
Continue to give joy, further elude.
Settle only for pleasures to adore,
Before the tones of your bloom withers on;
Even though in next year's time, there'll be more
Colours and shadings in the summer’s dawn.
What will be lost into the glimpsing past,
Should in memories forever though last.

Peter S. Quinn

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