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Erica Laurenzi

Love is a Rose

Love is a rose.

A rose in its entirety,

Preserving life, meeting death.

What does it mean to love?

So deep does it begin in the roots of intimacy.

Immediate happiness blooms the rose,

And there it remains lively by the water of faith.

But with any flower, it must die.

So with the death of the rose comes the end of love.

love withers down to its last petal,

Of which no new sunlight or spirit can revive it

Until it is no more.

Love is a rose.

For everything that comes to life must ultimately meet its end.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2012 EDITION]