Once upon a time long ago
A Rose was planted near,

A cactus plant in a garden
But the cactus was always in fear.

Because the beautiful rose
Gorgeous in her appearance,
Always teased and cursed him
For being so ugly and nonsense.

She was proud of her beauty And thought the cactus to be very low,
She thought she was beautiful
And the only plant that glows.

But once when a drought came
And the water disappeared,
It was hard for her to survive but
For drought, the cactus didn't fear.

His roots were deep enough
From where water he could get,
He saw the rose dying in thirst
She will be dead soon he could bet.

He asked the rose to bend down
On him to get what she desires,
She did and got the water from him
And even for her heirs.

So remember to be like a cactus
And help the ones in need,
And don't be proud like the rose
Beauty didn't help her to feed the seed.

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Poet's Note

Hey reader,
Be as generous as the cactus while voting my poems and sharing your reviews. I promise I won't be proud like the rose but just happy.

Vote my ballad if it deserves that and give me your feedback in the comments below.

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