I am not a rose,
I am the humble daisy
That people trample
Without second thoughts.
I wish I was a rose
To be loved for my beauty
So delicate to handle.
Alas, my wish is for naughts,
I don't even have one thorn
To defend myself from scorn.
Written on Happy Rose Day
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The Goddess Within (and my words became me...)
PoetryI enjoy is writing poems on life, love. Some are fun, some are sweet but they all make the world go around. N.B The cover was made for me by BetiBup33 at The book Cover Design.
