Literature
Rose Girl and Granite Man
She was a rose with thorns ingrown,
carrying the burden of her many pricks and problems,
so that someday someone would pick and treasure her for,
that short while until she was no longer pretty and then discarded,
in place of fresh flowers,
because for her it was better to consume her faults and be held,
than simply be another flower trampled.
He was a granite man chiseling himself away,
with painful precision to go from what was to what was wanted,
so that someday someone would look at him as art for,
that short while until he was weathered and then ignored,
for uncracked new statues,
because for him it was better to change himself and be s