The Rose Poem by Chelsea DeVries

Well said. The world worships youth and when that is gone despises that which once was beauty itself, throwing it away like refuse. Still, a precious few retain the memory. Thus, beauty must be more than just on the surface if one is to have anything considered of value in old age.

i love the analogy of the rose(i've wrote a couple myself) Plus my favorite fairytale is beauty and the beast (the really old version, not the corny disney version) It is a fantastic piece. Much love, Heart