The Rose of Life

A blossoming flower
With never ending petals
Flourishing and bubbling with new destinations
Each petal holding a future of
Happiness
Sadness
Anger
Love
Life
Life...why do we have it?
To me it's running til'you sweat a river
Searching earth til' you find the silver
Writing stories that fill your heart
Not caring how you look, just being smart
Reading stories that make you cry
Limiting yourself to beyond the sky
To love a person for their heart
To love a person and never drift apart
To enjoy a meadow of Indian Paintbrushes
Watching a river flow with natural gushes
To step inside another's shoes
To have sympathy for others' sadness and woes





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