We travel, we move
but always there is
the rose garden
to return to
to harvest our love
Roses still bloom
even in early autumn
trees stand firm and tall
in harnony
We travel
but maybe,
we’re not going anywhere
‘cause everywhere you look
it’s about me and you
©RoseGirl2025
Rose Girl's World 
Your words bloom like roses that outlast the seasons,
whispering that true journeys are circles drawn around love’s center.
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Excellent as usual!
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