i am a fern

dressed in pinks, reds and white their petals reaching out to all oh...what a lovely sight.

thorns clipped and water given never did they try, never did they cry why...they must be in heaven.

they are roses.

i am a fern.

you plucked my leaves and made me cry you wanted me shriveled and gone but...i would not die.

you pulled me out and broke me you thought you had won no...you only set me free.

i...am a fern.