10/26/2000

The Rose

I saw it this morning, the most perfect thing
It's strength and it's beauty just made my heart sing
It's been there for some time, but I never did see
The wonder of it until you said you loved me.
 

I reached out to touch it, the dew was still there
It was then that I noticed, a rip, a small tear
It saddened my heart, it made me think...
Moments, so special...gone in a blink.
 

I gently removed the petal with care,
To damage it further I couldn't bear.
And then in that moment my heart skipped a beat,
A truth was revealed to me, something so sweet.
 

Under that petal were so many more,
Even more special than the one before..,
I realized something that did make me ponder,
Do the heartaches in life make us grow stronger?
 

Will our love for each other grow every day,
As we peel off the sorrows and cast them away?
Will we use this chance to grow with each other,
Or hold on to the pain and never discover...
 

That beneath damaged petals, as everyone knows,
There's more strength and beauty, found in the rose.