My Incredible Rose

My love and I are like

A thorn and its unique rose

Sometimes misunderstood

I mean…thorns…who needs those

My thorn is my guardian

It protects my petals above

As I watch amazed at

How he shows his love

But the greatest thing of all

I must say or be remiss

Sometimes he’s my guardian thorn

And sometimes I am his

We beautify and protect

All we are and will be

For our love is undivided

For all eternity

God gave us this beauty

Which I am sharing in this prose

How I was blessed with my

Most incredible rose