Is a prose a poem with the feeling of a rose?
Or is it a feelling of comfort, a feeling of security
a feeling that it's a combination of a flower- a poem and a rose
Oh how should I describe it??? So elegant so pure
Yet a sad interface with the children it adorns because we don't know
What children it gives, because you and I did not research this type of information, right?
Of course it is sad
They let us cut off their thorns that makes up the perfection of its image
We have different roses that we love as a human being and any sort of animal right?
Do not deny it people
We are mammals too.