If I were to live another life, I would choose to be a thorn At least then, no one would part me From the plant I belong to. I would be green with life, Mesmerized by the golden sunlight. If I were a thorn, my edges Would guard the tender beauty of flowers. I would live a royal life, For people would pause and think Before reaching out to touch me. And if I were a thorn, I could nourish myself, Holding within me the quiet strength To cherish my own green life. If I were a thorn... -Albatross ✍🏻🕊️