The Thistle and the Rose
 


 I ambled lowly a merry way, 
I stopped and turned to listen what a thistle had to say,       
"Who the stronger you or I Sir? -
I survive here come what may."    


I hearing this took brief repose,
then answered: "Also does the Rose,
yet gentle beauty has it too,
tell, who the wiser I or you?"


"A Daisy like a Rose has beauty,
too, they spread in broad array,
and you are not the only mind
by this wayside place of mine to stray.


The scent of Rose delights the nose
and thorns protect it's placing
as coloured flower in humble pose
distracts the foe it's facing."