The Rose
One ready for pictures
Always in a pose,
Photogenically prepared
Stands The Rose
With the depthening and bolden
Color of red,
Appear it’s strong petals
Without the despairing thought of shed
...The association of love
Under any weather,
Only for the purpose
Of making her day better
...So perfect and so steady
Is the Rose that you see,
But what some don’t recognize
Is the mess it used to be...
With beauty comes time
With time comes love,
And with love comes patience
And that patience has sprung.
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