Have you ever thought of life represented by a rose? it appears tp be this beautiful perfect object its velvet red petals so soft and filled with light. it starts out as a tiny bud blooming into a gorgeous flower. but then you find their two imperfections... and ask why do roses have thorns? & why do they eventually wilt? why does life have so many thorns or obsticles we can't seem to get through many moments with laughter. and joy. and then it all comes to stop. its as if life blooms only to fall apart petal by petal.