Rose Poem by Sasha Claire Beckains

The sweet and delicate object of life.
The way it blooms to make you smile.
The touching color it has for you.
The soft and gentle way it feels on your finger tips.
The way your love says I love you.
The stem represents encouragement,
how it never fails to hold you up.
The Thorns respresent sadness, the way you
feel inside. Like every sharp thorn piercing
everything in your life.
The smell of it represents comfort, how you relax
and let every problem drift away.
The whole thing itself represents love, the way
a soft kiss melts you away.