The Rose Shall Forgive Thee By Removing Her Thorns

The rose shall forgive thee by removing her thorns, A gesture of grace, like dawn's gentle light. Her petals unfurl, as new love is born, Shedding armor built in the depths of night. She stands vulnerable, yet stronger still, A testament to trust's transforming power. Her forgiveness flows like a mountain rill, Nurturing the soil where peace can flower. In this garden of second chances, she grows, A thornless wonder, forgiving rose.