The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But the theory now goes
That the apple’s a rose,
And the pear is, and so’s
The peach, I suppose.
The dear only knows
What will next prove a rose.
You of course are a rose—
But were always a rose.
The Rose Family
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Robert Frost was an American poet and four-time recipient of the Pulitzer Prize. He died in 1963.
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