A Burning of Roses

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Burning roses by the sea,
A fragrant smoke that all can see.

A child plays in the rising tide.
Its mother, her fears, in God doth confide.

A beautiful thing, burnt, no more.
Priceless lives we all adore.

Courage to go into the waves
Does nothing for one who waits on the shore.

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