For A Rose I Am
With every prick,
You feel it through,
For while it's grown,
It's pricked me too..

For all you've hurt,
A fence it's made..
For all your dirt,
Defense it's laid..

For in dirt I grow,
Through all the pain,
For in dirt I grow,
Yet still remain..

Though all of life's showed me blue,
In red I stand, for what is true..

For true's my love,
For true's my rage,
For all in red,
Is now my page..