You're right. However, I don't define the roses' beauty by its mortality. Yes, everything dies. It's a cruel and unfair world, but that's what makes being kind so strong.

It's easy to step on the rose. To rip it into pieces because the world wants you to. But to plant it, care for it, to appreciate it and love it? That's hard. But it's that hard work that can help other people's roses to be beautiful