I saw a rose within the thorns,
a wild rose, untamed,
dancing to the tune of nature.
Petals with a satin sheen display,
the glory to a new found day.
Transfixed by it's beauty I stood,
taking in it's natural fragrance,
admiring it's strength and ability.
Surviving amongst the thorns,
through out it's span of life,
UN-scarred by it's surroundings.
-Written by Robyn Brown
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