A rose (title)
A rose (title)
A rose is life it's self.
It's born.
It's gains color.
It matures.
It shades its petals to grow.
It shows love and beauty in it's own way.
Then as it ages it grows black.
Yet still maintains sweet aroma.
Then withers away and dies.
But leaves behind new roses to keep living and show the beauty of the world around it.
Love, life, sweetness, kindness, heart and caring.
It's all the same.
Yet one single flower show's it all.
BY: NATASHA