The rose bushes lay a siege with velveteen petals and curved thorns
Babies I pat on the head, have grown horns
The world is changing fast, let’s grow together
Or those bushes will soon drive us apart
Petals change color, I did not see the thorns
I need to keep pace, so keep the meter on
Or those bushes will soon drive us apart
Let your sensors grow, don’t let them wither
I need to keep pace, so keep the meter on
The rose bushes lay a siege with velveteen petals and curved thorns
Let your sensors grow, don’t let them wither
The world is changing fast, let’s grow together
thorns of self
laid upon the shelf
scabs and scars
the stars
tell a tale
of lies
back then
and now too
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What a lovely poem Reena
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Thank you so much!
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You’re welcome 😇
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