Thorns and roses

Tell me about your thorns and roses, I wanna hear it all.

We’re back home, finally. I am so eager to catch the rhythm of routine again.

Here’s a new musing from this week, the prompt was: “thorns and roses”

Lyrics:

Tell me bout your thorns

And roses

I want to hear it all

Where there is pain

You notice

Sharp is beautiful

Though it hurts some times

On the other side

It comes back around to good

I knew you could

I wish you would

A late bloomer in the spring

Lacks not for subtleties

I think I’ll stick around

Keep my eyes on the ground

Well I can’t blink now

Look what I found

thanks for walking with me,

xogb 🐝❤️🧙‍♂️