The Human Rose
Staring at the world through albino lenses,
Sat a frail and delicate lass.
An epitome of beauty and grace,
With a pure heart of gold.
Tiny yet strong,
Fascinating and dangerous,
A deadly combination of beautiful and lethal,
A vessel full of kind intentions and joy to friends,
And a wrecking ball of danger to her foes,
She is called Rose.
The most alluring flower when handled with care,
But unpredictable in her ways.
Copyright © Adedoyin Blessing | Year Posted 2020
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