I Have a White Rose to Tend (Verse XXXIX) Poem by Jose Marti

I Have a White Rose to Tend (Verse XXXIX)

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I have a white rose to tend
In July as in January;
I give it to the true friend
Who offers his frank hand to me.
And for the cruel one whose blows
Break the heart by which I live,
Thistle nor thorn do I give:
For him, too, I have a white rose.

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