The petals unfold
as the rose matures
Growing alone
among the burrs
Its beauty surpasses
that of the rest
They look like they were grown
in pitiful jest
when compared to this beauty
sparkling under the sun
It's all alone
there's only one
Its beauty is outside
as well as in
It is so beautiful
it's almost a sin
Its petals are growing
a bright beautiful red
Causing the other's to look
withered and dead
There's not one that can
its beauty surpass
it's the first of its kind
but also the last
19 January 1998