💧 BritBrit: The English Rose

Written By Scott L.

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Far from tavern, in moonlit repose,

A hundred roses, the English Rose.

Cottage walls held warmth and care,

A gentle legend floating in air.

Raindrops of mirth fell on her blooms,

Filling her garden, banishing glooms.

Through generations, stories passed down,

Viking chants to knightly crown.

Quiet, steadfast, her world aglow,

A living myth in England’s flow.

Magic spun by Merlin above,

Filling the land with laughter and love.

Purpose: Provides contrast to Jeff’s chaos, grounding the Mythos and English

Scott L.

Born Blessed in South Korea in 1969 and raised in Baltimore, I’ve built a career with 20 years in customer service and 10 years in behavioral health. The crowning jewel of my studies came when I earned the only passing grade of an A from a Harvard professor — a true master of the craft of Shakespeare

And the English language, whose guidance opened the gateway to worlds of imagination, discipline, and wonder.

Married for 25 years, I share the good life with two dogs (Isabella and Juliet) and one cat named Maddie. In my free time, I enjoy writing, biking, gospel music, and spending time with my pastor and friends.

https://www.eastwindpoems.site
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