There once stood a rose,
So beautiful & red,
the petals soft and luminous,
Not one leaf it had shed.
It stood proudly in the ground,
It's roots grew deep & strong,
Until one cold day,
a storm came along.
The gusts tried to knock it,
It heald on for dear life,
But petals started to break away,
Scattered, none in sight.
It started to change,
Rain fell from the skies,
And from the stalk suddenly,
Thorns grew from its sides,
It wasn't the same anymore,
Didn't really trust,
So any time the sun shines,
It still waits for another gust.