People and Roses

People are like roses.

They are beautiful from afar,

And even more so up close.

Roses grow in bushes,

Intertwining with one another,

Just like people,

They always want to be with others.

Once they leave the group,

They start to die.

They need to be rooted in with others.

Roses grow thorns,

to protect them from getting hurt,

People have thorns too.

Their thorns are their walls, insecurities, and baggage,

Put up to protect themselves,

And others.

But both of these forms of thorns can be removed.

People are just like roses,

When you give them the chance,

They blossom.

Only the brave go for a rose.

These brave few will do anything to possess the beautiful flower,

Even if that means they get hurt.

A rose is beautiful,

Even when it’s wilting,

Just like a person is beautiful,

Even when they are growing old.

When you find a rose,

You keep it,

Because you know,

Other people would do anything to get their hands on a rose.

So if you find a rose,

Keep it,

Never let it go,

It may be the best thing that will happen in your life.

Roses are beautiful,

And so are people.