life is never a bed of roses,
and even if it were, as it is;
roses have thorns.
good things don’t last.
well bad things don’t either.
life is, and requires, a balance of both.
roses have thorns.
some thorns have roses.
yet, roses are beautiful.
life can be rosy,
Alife can be thorny,
life can be beautiful.

Day One. Thirty days, thirty poems. November challenge. Hope you enjoyed it. Comments and criticisms are welcome.