Wild flower

Deep in the forest of this world I found a peculiar marigold I brought it home to admire Place it in a vase to preserve its life I grabbed the blanket and fell on the bed It was a long day, so a good sleep is what I need In the morning when I woke up I grab the vase and place it on my lap I was surprised at what I see The marigold is nowhere to be It was replaced with a rose It's beautifully red even with thorns I didn't really care for its flaws But really admire it for what it holds Sometime in the afternoon I was tired So I go in my room to rest I catch a glimpse of this flower And see this vine that holds it It suffers more and more by the time pass I wanted to cut this vine But I am more conscious with the grass So I let the vine grow By the time I realized, it was too late The vine grows bigger And the rose is within it