Covered in thorns hidden by leaves The beautiful rose stands tall. She Is rough on the outside but sweet On the inside, but still the dew Drops fall. Her thorns protect her They are her wall, but when she Gets scared to let the wall down She hides and cowards behind the Leaves on the ground. When the sun Comes out she absorbs it's light, Her dew drops dry and the thorns Die. She grows with the light and Stands above the leaves, soon she Will be the redest rose for all to See.
August 27, 2011