Term 3 View Finder

 

Delicate petals, as thin as tissue paper fold neatly together, joining at a golden centre. Tube-like columns grow, ending in a puff of sweet pollen. An array of pinks, oranges, and yellows fuse together like watercolours; a blissful sunset. Thick leaves crawl up a prickly stem, warding off unwanted visitors.

 The beautiful and pure stands against the dark and archaic. Blossoming loveliness, pinkness and shyness, sprouting from harsh land. Growing forever taller, blooming, never withering away as bitter wind and rain tear at fragile petals.

 

Bright morning light streams down through the trees above, waking a delicate rose. It stretches out it's petals, basking in golden warmth. The sun blazes, pleading the paper-thin petals to expand ever more, begging the green, green  leaves to grow, imploring the thick stem to shoot higher, higher into the blue, blue sky.