In Full View
We don't just 'have' it, that precious scent
We must earn it, we must learn ascent.
To look so beautiful, to be so admired
Needs certainly much more than to be simply desired.
For a few days of beauty standing in full view
Is no thing for many, but special for the few.
To stand there naked, without disgrace
So is the true life of flowers in a vase.
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