Roses

Life is like a garden full of roses
But if you look closely the roses have thorns
With the lovely flower comes the pain
The delicate flower is like everything in life
Beautiful at first but when touched will cause pain
Soon afterwards the rose will die just like life

The red rose is full of color and life will have to disappear from the earth
No longer will the rose feel the warmth of the sunlight
No longer will the rose take in a breath of air
It will just turn in to tiny specks of dust
But where will it go?
Just like the rose, humans will also disappear
No longer will they feel the love of their family
No longer will they share the moments
They too are just like the roses
Gone.