See the vine twist and grow
Find its way unto the glow
Soft the light that shines above
Warms the hope of another's love
Thorns that sprout upon its back
A means of safety from attack
Thorns surround the deepest part
Red the rose of vine's own heart
©S.I.B. April 2015
Thursday, April 30, 2015
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