A Wild Rose (#1) - A Poem

I am a wild rose
who longs to be free,
but I am stuck in this pot
and it seems I’ll never be
 
I gaze up at the sky
and I see the sun,
I see the birds flying high
and I wish that I was one
 
But here I am
rooted in the dirt,
dreaming of open spaces
deep in the desert
 
I am a wild rose
longing to be free,
but alas, I fear
I’ll never be. 

​                                                         ~ Written by Liz Austin 2019