My First Rose
My first rose,
Is when I finally chose,
To open up my heart, and draw myself a new start.
Like the flowers that bloom, this couldn't come too soon,
Wilted and forlorn, I was ready for the dawn.
Finishing this, my first drawing,
Felt like embracing a new morning.
When I was young,
I found solace in my art,
But I became filled with self disdain,
And couldn't handle the pain.
On paper all I could see,
Was weakness within me,
So to protect my heart,
I tore everything apart.
Now I'm healing my scars,
And dreaming of stars,
I was ready for the end,
But now it's my imagination that will ascend.
It doesn't matter where I am, or if life doesn't go to plan,
If I only close my eyes, In mystical worlds I can fly.
With a pencil in hand, I'm in a world I understand,
With every stroke of pure bliss, this paper I can kiss.
Creating art, feels like erasing the past,
Drawing something new,
Makes a hopeful future feel true.
The poem will be included;
printed with a filigree border, to match the dark undertones in the story!
Prices are in NZD
High Resolution Prints, on 250gsm lustre finish paper:
Original A4, on 250gsm paper $250
All items will be carefully sent to you within a protective tube.
To courier within New Zealand:
$15 flat rate
To courier prints internationally:
$25 flat rate.
For costs to ship items valued over $250 internationally, email me!
Please deposit payment here and email me with your request, and your address!
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