A Thorn Among Roses

A THORN AMONG ROSES I tell my blooms I’ll protect them And see they meet no harm. So, if you come near with your secateurs, I’ll scratch you on the arm. But the blooms all say I’ve got it wrong; You mean no harm at all. Apparently pruning’s good for us, Especially in the Fall. And all that smelly manure You spread around our roots, Is all for the good in the long run; It produces healthy shoots. They don’t mind if you snip them off And make a nice bouquet. They’ve always wanted to feature In somebody’s wedding day. But it’s still my role to protect them, Every bloom and every bud. So, if you come near with your secateurs, Be prepared to shed some blood. 7th July 2020 The Flower, The Thorn or Both Contest Sponsor - Chantelle Anne Cooke