A rose, so beautiful and deadly
Shall never grow, if never nourished
But given care, and enough time
The seed will grow and blossom
We plant our seeds
And nourish them
We give our time,
Our love and care
To watch these seeds grow
Watch new life form
The birth, and growth of a rose
Is more beautiful for it gives meaning to life
The death of one, is filled with pain
To keep our rose alive and blooming
That alone is my sole aim…
Aisha Johnson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-rose-27/
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