Like a rose,
I grow for all to see.
Sending out the sweetest fumes so that my inner honey draws you all like bees..
But through beauty comes pain,
So pick from me one at a time, so through the years our love will remain.
My armour of thorns draws blood so that only the greedy will retreat from the pain.
Only few can hold me, I grow in the rarest of places , at times, so that all will know me.
A rose of layered petals that hold my soul to everything.
May I bloom in your mind and bring light to your days.
May I be your gift from the heart to some one you can’t hate.
My words can never fade , like heavy ink on the depth of thread homemade.
Be gentle world,
Be sweet love,
Be truthful mind .
Peace & Love Always
By: J . PETERS 🌹