A rose needs dirt
And water
And birds to come
And perch and flutter
In the lower sturdier branches.
They try to avoid the thorns.
The rose needs wind
To come and blow
Her scent around
To show the world
The good things that she is up to.

But I dont need anything today,
But you,
To come and breathe for me,
And speak
Sweet loving words into my ear
To cheer me
And to suggest
Some things I might be up to.

-jenn