The most Ravishing Rose,
Has thorns,
It's not fair!
That such Beauty,
Hides in it's stem,
Like does Life,
The Daggers of Despair.
It can be unfortunate to run across those thorns but sometimes it's worth it to be able to admire and fully enjoy and appreciate that rose. Very beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sandra again compresses a great truth very beautifully into a tiny gem of a poem. Brava!