The Rose
The soil is hard
The seed cannot sprout
It begins to rot
The seed disappears
The soil is rocky
The seed sprouted
But roots cannot grow
It had a chance but it too disappears
The soils is soft
The seed sprouts
The roots grow
A rose shows her face
It continues to grow
But only when the soil is soft
And there are no rocks
The seed cannot sprout
It begins to rot
The seed disappears
The soil is rocky
The seed sprouted
But roots cannot grow
It had a chance but it too disappears
The soils is soft
The seed sprouts
The roots grow
A rose shows her face
It continues to grow
But only when the soil is soft
And there are no rocks
This Poems Story
This poem is a metaphor about how people believe that they can not grow from their negative experiences.
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