My CountryThe love of field and coppice ( Read more... )

A rose
Is a maze
Of sweet smelling, thorny delights.
You could get lost.
You could lose yourself.

A lettuce
Is a maze
Of wet, green peace in lush surroundings.
You could get lost,
But not lose yourself.

A daisy
Is not a maze
Just smooth, sleek joy of pure naievity.
You cannot get lost,
Nor lose yourself.

I choose the rose.
Which do you choose?