THE PRAIRIE ROSE
By Hanny Katikasari
A prairie rose alone blows by by the wind
No body denies its beauty
But they would be afraid to come
Cause of its thorns that covering
As that rose, i will ask to God,
'Please, create me just to be a rose"
"Leave all my thorns away"
" I Just wanna to be a rose which somebody would not being painful caused by my thorns anymore"
The wind blows it slowly,
Whispering to it
"The thorns will cover your beauty"
The rose sadly says
"And now i am alone caused by this beauty"
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