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Before she became a ranger,Author's Notes
Adarla loved roses.
She adored their sweet perfume
and pretty pink or white flowers,
then the tart red hips so delicious in jam.
After she became a ranger,
Adarla hated roses.
She detested their spreading habit
and the way they tangled in the soft coats
of snow-unicorns on the trail.
This poem is the freebie for the February 2013 Muse Fusion. It was inspired by a prompt from Kayleigh Jones, which led to an illustration by Ellen Million, which led to this poem.
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