A rose in concrete.

A path set in concrete by the side of the road,
Has aged and cracks have started to show.
In between clefts scarcely more than an inch,
Dirt has collected, and though only a pinch
Of earth covers seed it soon starts to grow,
Then before long budding leaves start to show.
Despite its surrounds not a thing will impede,
The stubborn plant oft thought a weed.
People walk by it. Some scuff with their boot.
But the plant grows stronger and more resolute.
Soon barbs appear on the thin green stalk,
But the few who notice continue to walk,
Right on by, for they know not what grows,
For in between concrete, there grows a rose.

Reviews

[NeiL ArandA]

Man this is very nice . Not a wasted space every words counts. What a tough rose though it has been trampled many times over it still continued to grow. It must be Narutu's Rose !