In the midst of the flower blooms
Finds one wild seed that sewn
Among the elegantly planted and pruned
Was found one thorny stem had grown

Striving on its own
To grow amidst it all
One cold night a winter wind had blown
Leaving all but one to take the fall

Standing on its own
Held strongly by its roots
One wild stem had grown
Taking the time it took

Even through rough weather
It has stood the test of time
Though nothing had harmed a pedal
Look closely to see what you will find

The rain brings tears to cry
As they drop to the ground
Falling not only from the sky
As you see those are teardrops you’ve found

Yet you would not find one tear
Unless you came close to see
Though it has found nothing to fear
It remembers what used to be

After so many seasons passing by
Living the only life it knows
A hand reaches from behind
Then becoming the broken rose

By gentle hands were it taken away
For the reasons it were chose
Love was found that day
Through the life of a broken rose