I woke up this morning

     looked at the beautiful rose

          that is my life

I inhaled it’s sweet fragrance

     melted into it’s velvet soft petals

          my world became it’s blazing hue

Slowly my hand slid down it’s stem

     I hit a thorn embedding it into my thumb

          suddenly all I could see was the thorn

Gone was the serenity of it’s beauty

     the thorn was all I could focus on

          my thoughts focused solely on the pain

I began to remove the thorns one at a time

     returning each of them to the rose

          tucking them into the petals of it’s flower

Each time I gaze upon the rose of my life

     I will see how the thorns lay amongst the petals

          a complete picture of  beauty