Needles and All
By: Roxanne
Rose, oh rose, once crimson and tall
Now droops in woe as her petals fall.
Barbs and burrs keep away all others
But one stops to nuzzle and and admire her color.
Her charm restored as others now saw;
Roses want to feel beautiful, needles and all.
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