Rosebuds Poem by Mark Heathcote

Some rosebuds require opening
A soft, gentle, handed approach.
You've got to peel them back, focusing
On each petal, you would disrobe
Remember there's a warm-hearth
You can fan back into a living flame.
And a heart that's bled reservoirs
Can overcome any testing terrain
'Flower all the same', where it roots-
Delve deeply; you too must go
Whatever should be her, altitudes-
Her latitudes - suck and withdraw
Any poisonous misgivings
Stay pure and thornless if you can
Don't propagate fungal clippings
And please, please don't harangue.
Or shake, by the hand or mistreat
Petals like these, you've to cherish
Watch for beauty none can secrete
Nothing on Earth can embellish.