The Rose Poem by Jacqueline Dougherty

The rose, like a heart, is very fragile

so the slightest pain can tear off a silk petal.

With such sorrow in the world

the rose survives and outlasts the toughest.

Its a wonder to witness such strength

and beauty contained in one stem

that maybe we take this forgranted and abuse it

so that another silk petal falls to the rough surface.

The beauty is an enchantment to all

but its forsaken by the jealous and therefore hurt.

It may be fragile yet somehow, its strong.

The power it contains makes it desirable

and the purest form of beauty.

The rose, like a heart, is the best gift to give to another.