We put a red rose in a bomb that luckily didn’t kill us.
Keep the bomb/vase filled with water, don’t let it die.
Remove dead leaves, because around it, it is fuss.
Just like humans,
flowers need sun shine and a clear sky, or they would dry.
You may hurt my feelings but wait,
I have sailed a million ceilings.
My eyes have seen bloodshed and war,
I have fought battles with integrity and I swore.
You may have proved how harshly special you are,
Yet, I have showed you how kindly special I am,
Just like a shining star.
~M December 30, 2016