ROSE PRINT SHAWL Wrapped in the memory of a Rose Print Shawl where the days turn gloomy and the gold leaves fall; I'm lost in the Fabric of a long-lost bliss - when all I wore was this, and summer's kiss with the smell of roses in the full moon's thrall - then the Candle flickers as the cold winds call... I'm still wrapped in the Rose Print Shawl.
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I shall write a haiku for you :)
I’d love to cuddle up in your shawl! ♥️🌹