Whispers of Time: An Ode to Christina Rossetti’s Eternal Verse

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In gardens where her words take root,
The roses bloom with gentle grace.
Her verses sing of silent dreams,
In whispered winds, her thoughts embrace.

Her pen, a brush of tender light,
Paints shadows deep, yet softly bright.
Through every line, a heartfelt plea,
For love, for loss, in harmony.

A silent night, where stars align,
Her lullabies of moonlit rhyme.
Each stanza, like a calm retreat,
A solace found in rhythmic beat.

Christina’s voice, a timeless stream,
Flows gently through our waking dream.
Her legacy, an endless sea,
Of beauty, faith, and poetry.

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