My Life · POEMS

A dozen

You have to first see the rose. Take to the path and feel the dirt between your toes. You retrieve this one, but with prick from its thorn. However, it takes a dozen to stop a woman’s scorn. Eleven more pricks to take to end this tale. Should’ve just stopped by the market and caught them on sale. The take away from this is only a laugh. Get on with your day and go hone your craft!

Have a great day, everyone!

Be powerful.

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