𝔹𝕪 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔼𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕃𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

I saw that you had bloomed

with the sun's first

rays of morning

your delicate beauty

and demure demeanor

belying your durability

your ability to survive

harsh conditions

when others have not

your thorns a stark

contrast to your

soft white petals

each one

perfectly cupped

perfectly placed

perfectly lovely

a symbol of goodness

of purity

of love

you may never be

in a florist shop

or at the local store

to be considered

and taken home by

an admirer

no...

but you'll be in my garden

where I can gaze upon

your delicateness and

quiet beauty while

admiring your strength

until one day

your beauty will fade

and your petals will weaken

and crumple

but I'll remember

when you opened your

beautiful white petals

and I saw you

in the early

morning light.