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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419920" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Rose Amidst the thorns</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419920" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Roses in profusion<br>bloomed along our garden wall.<br>They were both red and yellow-<br>tea hybrids, I recall.<br>There were thorns too, <br>as I well knew, <br>standing guard among the blooms.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419920" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A careless creature soon would learn<br>to give the rose wide berth<br>An agony of thorns awaits<br>the careless of the earth.<br>Yet thorns permit the bees to come<br>and pollen to transpose.<br>and, if careful, they'll admit<br>my own scent seeking nose</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419920" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>I think thorns serve their purpose well<br>else roses would be trampled<br>The thorns are roses' guardians<br>and not inconsequential.<br>Without a thorn, the rose, forlorn, <br>is destined for the ashes.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a></strong></div>

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