My rosy life


My garden of roses
My garden of roses

I see my life a rosy garden

That garden full of roses

Roses full of thorns

Thorns so deadly prickly

oozing a fluid so sweet

Sweet like the rosy scent

of whichever colour is chosen

I wonder who can withstand the petals

from all those different rosy roses

As pretty as the Mona Lisa

Indeed no rose without a thorn

In my rosy garden of life!!!

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