A rose is a wondrous thing. Cherished for its fragrance, its soft petals, its beauty. We all fail to see that once the rose blooms its radiant. But the radiance fades as we cut the bloom from the plant. The flower slowly withers and dies. The plant recovers to bloom again. Life must go on, the plant must bloom to survive, to grow. If given care, if nurtured, the plant will grow larger. When it blooms it will have more wondrous roses for all to enjoy. If allowed to live the blooms turn into seeds. Seeds that if planted and cared for will grow into more roses for the world to enjoy.