Author: Barbara Goodhew


Life is like a rose. One thorn can make a beautiful thing ugly and painful.
One bad thorn can ruin a bouquet. One bad insident can ruin a life.
A bunch of roses is beautiful.

A single rose has more meaning.
Bunches are nice and pretty but dangerous.
Singular roses are safer,but lonely looking.
Life with bunches of people is beautiful but
more chances of being hurt.
Life if you're a singular person it's safer but lonely.


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