Hiding myself
Among the roses
Thorns pierce
The fragrant aroma
Budding growth
In this garden
Nurtured with patience
And respect
Blooming petals
Along the way
Bouquets lining
The two paths
Light and darkness
A part of love
Rise and wither
On same soil
A dozen tears
In each stem
On the card
Farewell wishes
Apologies
From the heart