Even as I write

I feel as though this rose

and I could smile

even as I write of hope

and peace struggles to remain

like the petals before they fall

to winds of change.

Hope, such a tiny word

so is love

multitasking these two

is the extreme of living

while wearing a smile reading them

in print page after page

blog after blog.

Think of both next time

a small rose becomes a smile

think of all those who

have no choice but to feel

thorns.

multitasking rose

burn baby burn

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