As it rests in the ground
It is deeply rooted.
Firm
Proud.

Thorns
Are a roses defense
Its’ hearts protection.
To keep it safe from
Hurt
Disappointment.

When pulled from the earth
A rose survives.
It requires only water.
A simple request.
It is persistent
Independent.

When it blooms
It reveals its beauty.
Though it doesn’t boast.
It is quiet.
It inspires
Poetry
Songs
Love.

When they speak of roses
What do they refer to?
Its pride?
Its persistence?
Its independence?
Its simplicity?
Or its beauty?

I can’t speak for them
But when I speak of roses
I speak of its’ perfection.
When I speak of a rose
I speak of you.