A Lovely Rose

The loveliest roses may bloom in the gardens of a King,

Or they might be pinned to the tuxedo

Of the Prince on his wedding day,

Or in the hair of the lovely girl he's chosen to marry.

They might blossom in the fields of the aristocracy,

Who live and grow fat off the labour of the poor.

They may become beautiful in the sunlight,

Laid to rest in perfectly formed beds of the softest soil.

But they will be vain,

And coarse,

And harsh,

Despite how lovely they may be.

The most beautiful rose

Will show itself not in the cultured and refined

Gardens of the rich, where the sun always shines and there is no sorrow,

But in the darkest of alleyways, where they are allowed to grow

Wild, and strong, and truly beautiful.

More than just a pretty face.

For the most gorgeous of roses can bloom,

Even if their only company

Is weeds and darkness.


A/N: "The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all." Fa Zhu, Mulan