Rose

The teardrops on a face,
the gloss on satin lips,
the feeling of a broken heart,
the sweet and tender kiss.

A diamond ring on a hand,
a ghostly imprint gone,
a true love now newly found,
a loving judgment wrong.

Too many petals wilting,
with each little broken heart,
but each new bud is blooming,
as each new romance starts.

A rose is filled with beauty,
with thorns that cause such pain.
Is love worth all those mishaps?
Think how much we have to gain.