A Rose..I Am
For every spring.
For every laugh.
There is sadness that falls after...
Tears I shed, the smile I show.
My beautiful casing, my protective shell.
Wilting in slow motion,Forever alone.
For every time I touch, I prick with pain and sorrow.
Just like a ROSE!
I wilt in the end, my fragrance once beautiful and nice
...Now i'm done for the season.