Too much sun will kill a rose.
Too much rain will kill a rose.
A rose needs a balance of sun and rain to grow.
A rose needs a balance of sun and rain to flourish.
I love it when the sun shines down and lights my life.
I curse the rain when it falls and brings tears in my life.
After the rain, I feel stronger.
The rain may bring the winds.
But the winds will not break me.
I will learn to bend.
I will learn to grow.
2 comments:
nice one here..
thanks.
where's your post?
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