The Rose

October 20, 2017

It grew so beautifully.
Each petal represented
Accomplishments, growth , something worth looking forward to.
You could spot it miles away, standing there, holding it self up.
Cracks gone, rose watered.
Pure.
Growth.

The author's comments:

This poem is from a book of poems that I will be creating on Wattpad by the end of the year. The book will be called The Black Rose that grew between the cracks. It will have poems about love, heartbreaks, growth, feminism, depression and more.


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