Wrote something on a dried rose. Check the picture added above , its a potrait made by me with dried leaves and a dried rose .

A Dried Rose

And when it dried, she kept it with her , but  didnt throw ,

the petals and thorns were still a rose she surely know ,

Pricked by the thorns but caressed by the petals ,

 She struggled to keep it safe at different levels .

One day  it lost its strength and slowly withered ,

but still the rose was kept safe , it was forever treasured .

~Ashi

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