My Dozen of Roses

My life is like a dozen of Roses I get every year but I have fears of thorns that bring me tears.Roses come in Red but hope they never blue or black like the struggles of Life.          My Dozen of Roses let them grow strong and tall and don;t let the color of my Rose fall make me as pure as the Waterfall on my Garden and ground.                                        It's my Fountain of my sounds of my Laughter that brings me joy especially when I feel like a broken toy a Doll nobody wants to buy just sitting on the shelf with tears in my eyes.                                                                                          Roses are my life and world even though sometimes I don;t feel like a Diamond or a Pearl but when someone buys and bring me a Rose it make me feel like a little girl getting a gift from someone who loves me and my face shows it how they make me feel like areal dozen of roses