To Love a Rose

To Love a Rose

Beauty of the Rose
Scent so sweet aroma
Taking some steps closer
Never could have known

Brittle like a cactus
Among so many trees
Stung too many times
Around my tender knees

Falling to the ground
Hurt from up above
Pierced by sudden pain
Of sweet tender love

Colour now had drained
Looking old and fake
Never thought this Rose
Could cause such heartbreak

(this is symbolic)