One Lone Rose

One lone rose amidst a bed of thorns
It's articulate shape carved from heaven
Bewitching in color, A sight to behold
Scarlet hue with viens flushed pink
Each petal as sacred as her thoughts
Be careful not to damage her, lest she wilt
Should her petals begin to fall
And the thorns over take her all
Carefully tend to her,
And care for her with all your might
Make sure she gets enough light
Love her as you've never loved another
Take care of your rose and she shall thrive

by Guarded Heart

Comments (1)

Splendid advice, so lovingly put. Patricia