Thorns
Thorns
My Old Man was cursed to growing thorns
I now raise them well, it is easy
The thorns mostly grow on their own
Maybe I help a bit
Occasionally the thorns produce a rose.
I wonder about the rose, sometimes.
The rose is beautiful. How do I grow a rose?
I produce the thorns
The New Man was cursed to wear the thorns
The crown I should wear
I wonder about the crown of thorns, sometimes.
I produce the thorns
Steve Skiver