canker buds thorns rose sins sense
the predator
like a loathsome thief
steals sweet innocence
in spite of pleas
leaving young buds streaked with canker
the mud colour of sins
making no sense
of the thorns supposed
to repel the invader
to protect the loveliness
of the rose
Such a beautiful poem and image - which quite belies the theft which has occurred and leaves me asking why too..
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