The Rose
by Being True
Like a seed I am trying to
grow into the flower that
can show y outer and inner me
I am the stem. I am the petal.
I am the Rose.
My outer beauty stuns those in my presence
regardless of the
colors that I may be showing.
through my existence, independently,
I realize that it's hard in this life
but it's worth staying around for
and when I serve my purpose
my petals break down. One by one until
the only thing left is the stem that kept me up with care.
I'm sad to leave but
When I see the smile of the
recipient of my presence I am
filled with pride.
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