The Rose

Love
Like a flower
Blooming in the warmth of springtime
opening as the sun rises in the sky

Love
The hope that sustains life
helping yet sometimes hindering

Love
A rose's petals but also the thorns
It can soothe you one second
then prick you the next

Love
Is not perfect
And yet, what is?
Nothing
But selfless, pure love moves us closer
To finding the light in life
I watch and see it day in and day out
A beautiful growing thing
changing with every breath

Hate
Not the opposite of love
Rather the absence of love
Those who claim it...
are lacking the laughter and light

Love
What keeps hopes high
and makes people push a little harder