Watered only by
rain and fog.
Poorly nourished
by sand and salt.
Untended by
nurturing hands.
Blistered by sun.
Buffeted by sea winds.
Flattened by bikes
abandoned in a
hurried dash
for the surf.
In spite of adversity,
or perhaps
because of it,
the hardy beach
rose thrives.
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Perfect and delightful