Thursday, August 9, 2012


By Janet JRodriguez

You have always been there for me
I know you have good intentions
I know you’ve always wanted the most best for me
you’re the farmer he once saw plant the seed
and now that the seed has grown
you wonder why it’s a rose with many thorns
so beautiful yet so rough
while you were away the rose was left unprotected
the wind was too harsh, the sun burned out, the water couldn’t give enough
your arrival brought the sunlight
and that’s how it’s beautiful yet so rough

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