A Rose Is Still A Rose

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If a friend is just a friend

when I'm happy and carefree,

Is that person just as special

when life's hurts poke at me?

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Is a promise still a promise

even though it's broken now?

At the time that it was given

it was such a sacred vow.

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Should I say, "It doesn't matter"

and erase it from my mind,

As though it were a dream that I

can block out, anytime?

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Is a lifetime just too long

for love to stand up to the test?

Rich or poor, sick or well,

forsaking all the rest?

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The rose's beauty can be seen

in each and every phase,

A leaf, a bud, a tight-closed bloom

Holds pleasure for my gaze.

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You see, the secret is in knowing

that within that thorny stem,

A glorious flower waits its time

to thrill me once again.

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It doesn't think of dying

for it's nature isn't so,

It can't become a weed for there is

just one way to grow.

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As petals fade and slowly drop

the miracle remains,

Another bud now bursting forth

has life within its veins.

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I find it hard to comprehend

why humans aren't as smart,

Why can't we be what we should be...

Good and pure in heart?

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Our word should be as gold,

and a promise, never die;

The commitment to be faithful

should not turn into a lie.

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There may be times of failure

and struggles to endure,

For nothing good comes easily

Of that we can be sure.

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But what rewards lie waiting

for the ever-faithful one,