Thorns

This branch of thorns has no roses.

Its full of just green leaves.

Nothing to bloom right on it.

Just plain bugs and fleas.

It is an outcast a freak plant

of some kind.

No one to cherish it.

No one to call it "Mine."

So it withers away heartbroken.

unable to change who it is.

Instead dies away in Its tears soak en.

wet and   deprived.

No one noticing this beautiful plant

has died.