Digging deep into the sandy soil,
They edge our coastal roads.
When summer arrives their thorny exterior,
with colour explodes.
The white and magenta rose,
Wafts a scent that brings pleasure to the nose.
Their pollen provides the insect world,
With an abundance of heavenly food.
The red hips can be used to make syrup, tea or marmalade,
Whatever takes the mood.
They flourish in the sun and enjoy the sea's salty air.
Oh my pretty beach rose you grow in wild abandonment with such flair.
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