A splendid Rose stood all alone,

Surrounded by a wall of stone.

Around the wall were roses, too,

Still neither knew the other grew.

So often we, like flowers, dwell,

Too deep within our human shell.

And pass through life ~”not understood”~

Nor making all the friends we should.”

By Tony Pettito C. Quinene (aka Nina).
E-mail (bibachamorrita@yahoo.com)


…reach out and make a new friend today…even if they have thorns…try to remember…take time to smell the roses.


The Rose of Sharon is actually a member of the Hybiscus family.