Flowers & thorns


There’s no need to fear a rose
For she herself is not a thorn

Her fragile heart needs a buffer
So the thorns are there on guard

Guarding her from reckless hands
Whose sole purpose is to pluck her

She loves to be cherished and admired
In nature’s soil where she is rooted

For there she’s budding and stunning
With a passion that keeps viewers coming

So the next time you meet a rose
Remember she is not a thorn

If you’re patient and treat her with care
She might allow you to pluck her.


~deannes Poetry~


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