Her needs

Her needs
by cricketjeff on January 16, 2010.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
She only needed love to bloom again
But time and time again that was denied.
She suffered hurt from men who were not men,
Until the rose decided she must hide.

She only needed hope to be the best,
To rise above the fools who held her down.
Eventually she thought that all the rest
Would be as bad as those who’d made her frown.

To those who should, but will not understand,
A life is not erased in just two years.
Still step by step she takes herself in hand,
Though often fails because of ancient fears.

She is a rose, she needs a tender touch,
Not hardened hearts that want her much too much.