Rainbow Rose

I am me, an earthbound being, perfectly formed.

I am a rainbow rose with silver tipped thorns.

I am a butterfly feeling the shock of the first breeze on my wing.

A veil has been torn from my eyes,

I look with wonder and fear at the vibrant colours now revealed.

But I’m still me, a rainbow rose.

Author: potiapitchford

Autistic mother with autistic kids. Hearth Druid and Heathen

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