Thorns & Roses

For some,

Life is a bed of roses.

For some,

Life is a bed of thorns.

But is that true?

I looked around,

And I see them,

All of them unique,

All of them different,

Covered in riches or rags,

Lying in A/C rooms,

Or toiling under the sun,

Turning their blood to sweat

And turning their sweat to bread.

Yet, for these unique beings,

Moments of sadness,

Instances of grief,

Intermingle with occasions of joy,

And Gifts of Happiness.

Something important, now I realize,

"Life is a mixture of Roses & Thorns."

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