Beautiful disaster 

Through her melancholy and madnessShe ascends for air to derive of simple pleasures. She captures and captivates her audience. She is adorable and intoxicating. A blind man once described her omitting no detail. He saw her colors so vividly. She is the lone rose that grows in the garden year round. She remains erect through the bitter cold of many harsh winters. Her pedals shelve the falling snow and heavy rain. She has weathered through all the seasons.