I am the fourth of five
the only daughter
of an only daughter
yet another mary
from a long line of
faceless mary's
to the passerby
just another rose
in a hedge of roses.
look a little closer
and you may see
this rose is a revertant,
a wildling, with
slightly richer color
spicier scent
a rose among the thorns
without any of her own.
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