taia edwards
~My Rose~
something that blooms from the ground
a life that is seen to always come around
its beauty grows from day to day
pretty petals please dont go away
a colorful decoration, a heartwarming fragrance
until....
thorns thunder from what used to be a spectacular thing
what used to hold a beautiful something
what was seen to be a part of a lovely bunch
a thing that dies out slowly
holding caution and beauty
that beautiful thing
is what used to be
~My Rose~