Rose Is It True? Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Rose is it true?
Can I be like you?
Your petals soft,
Your red, so red,
Can I be like you?

The tulip asked.



Rose is it true?
Can I be like you?
Your leaves so green,
And stem so strong.
Can I be like you?

The daffodil asked.



Rose is it true?
Can I look like you?
Your velvet feel,
Your beauty seen,
Can I look like you?

The poppy asked.



Rose replied,
'In order to be me,
you must have ALL of me.
In order to feel like me.'

You must always wear thorns.'


'In order to be a rose,
You must warn people first,
Who may be injured at your touch.
You must relinquish some of your parts,
To obtain others' parts.



'So how you flowers remain so soft,
So safe for people to pluck,
You must give all that up,
To become me, '



Answered the rose.