Love's A Rose Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Love's a rose isn't it,
Don't believe me?
Give it time.
After a few hot days.
Give it a cold night.
The petals start to droop.
The edges curl round.
The thrill fades
Wondering what happened.
No different than the first
Argument that changes everything.
The warmth lingers momentarily.
A reminder of the way you said
Forever.
After a few more hot days.
The petals droop further.
The edges now brown
Eventually one falls and
Withers if left where it fell.
Love's a rose ain't it.
The true beauty is in surviving
The season.
Eventually, we pick the right
Time of year.
Mostly when we're old enough
To fully understand why they have
Thorns.
Don't believe me?
Give it some time