A Rose

A rose is a rose They come in all shapes and sizes Colors too A rose is a rose A rose is a rose It can be whatever it wants to be They say A rose is a rose A rose is a rose But what if it blooms in winter? Would it be a miracle or unnatural? A rose is a rose A rose is a rose But what if its petals are strange? Would it still be a rose or just a red daisy? A rose is a rose A rose is a rose But what if its stem is red And its petals are green? A rose is a rose A rose is a rose Unless they say it's not Unless its too strange A rose is a rose A rose isn't a rose If it's outside the limits Of plausible diffrency A rose isn't a rose A rose can be a rose? But when does it stop The shrinking of lines and barriers Until a rose isn't a rose unless it perfectly aligns with society's standards For what a rose should be So what is a rose? A rose is a rose When It says it's a rose There is no "perfect" Just a rose striving to be a rose That is a rose A rose is a rose