Just another thing to get started with launching my blog, Les Nicole. If anyone's wondering Les is short for my real name Leslie:). So yep, since we are starting off with old things. Here is a poem that I wrote in either December 2013 or early 2014. I don't quite remember. But, here it goes.
Talk to you soon!
To judge a rose by its thorns
The life that it may have
To dream a life it may begin
Or the thought it never had
That others may judge it harshly
To see the blood slowly drip down
Are all the things that are pretty?
Taking in the pain with the bad
For the thorns are equal as the petals of the rose
If separated the loss of each other signifies death
To here and to the other day a rose could be the same
Or not it continues to wilt
But once the petals are done shedding
Its seeds create another one
If only in its place