Exploring its New World with the innocence of a child. Life is like a rose. The flower blooms. Giving to the world the beauty of itself, sharing, giving, and adulthood. Spreading its blossoms for the world to see and enjoy.
Life is like a rose.
The flower withers. Feeling the chill of fall and nearing death. Aging, remembering, contentment, life is like a rose. The flower dies. An end to a full life in a, frosty night.