{"sf1_id":386542,"sf2_id":"rm8W5YDe","title":"Tale of meeting of two roses","author":"QuentixStarwing","words":95,"posted_at":"2012-06-06T05:21:00.000Z","tags":["Flower","Meeting","Poetry","flora","flowers","form","poetic","the","two"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/386542-tale-of-meeting-of-two-roses","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rm8W5YDe","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=386542\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"Here we have a poem I wrote after visiting Maine, I think you might like it as much as I did writing it ^_^.\nEnjoy!","content":"How kind the days, where little the thyme  \nOne meets two roses so sublime.  \n  \nWhere heart makes herald of duty languish  \nLeaves thee unruly and only in anguish.  \n  \nWith one rose named Linda, one finds much heart  \nThere with rose george-anne, instead you find art.  \n  \nBoth are pleasant company and do we find fuse;  \nIf only a secret that stands to amuse.  \n  \nHow time can pass and lean on the mile;  \nwhen truth hits and we stand on a dial.  \n  \nKnowing is not half the fun,  \nbut doing is knowing and that much is done.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}