Weary

When the sun comes out
A flower blooms

It opens it’s petals
As it’s pollen flew

New seeds are planted
But none to trust

When it roots to the past
No trust will last

The new seed’s a burden
With no remorse

It becomes poison ivy
And hurts you more like

It acts like pepper vine
To gain your faith

Then turns into a rose
And impales you with thorns