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by William Mae May 21, 2018
Life, society /
meaning of life
How could such beauty,
Grow amid such pain,
And prosper as if the branches,
Did not contribute in their fame.
The simple answers jealousy,
The vines feel they are scorned,
So to counter the flower's beauty,
It surrounds the rose in thorns.
Unnoticed are the branches,
For the rose is so arrayed,
It commands all the attention,
From each who comes its way.
When the rose fades in its season,
It seems that no one cares's,
That the branches are still living,
It’s as though, they are not there.
by Meena Krish
Congrats in the,win!
by William Mae
Thank you Meena
by Domenico Sottile
Thank you Domenico
Great win! Congrats!
Thank you Mark
by - Mr. Darcy
Thank you Mr Darcy
You have given beauty not only to the
rose but also the branches/thorns. Without
one there is not the other...one is beautiful
the other it's preserver. Both working to
build a bond...of that made sense
by Em (marmite)
by Larry Chamberlin
by Ben Pickard