At the beginning when we are young.
We are given rose petals as rewards and had no problems,
We get older and have are first thorns
Your scared, confused, and worried
Later in life u get more thorns
You wish the thorns will go away
But you don't notice the rose that is getting its petals
Later in life when your old and wise and have grandchildren and you remember how a thorn use to scare you, and how you worried about the consequences of the thorns.
Now your holding that spiky thorn and your cutting off all the thorns and ur left with a beautiful rose
YOU ARE READING
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