In a way we are like wild roses, never perfect, frayed
around the edges, appearing out of nowhere yet always filled
with a beauty that belongs uniquely to us – making our world
incredibly beautiful, and often encouraging people
we don’t even know.
Did you ever wonder why we were all made so different, and yet the same?
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”