Life is a Bed of Roses (ORIGINAL POEM)

Life! Life!! Life!!!
A Garden of THORN WITH ROSES
No.An orchard of Roses with thorns?
I wonder how will I describe this Life.

I came out of the depth of mother's pouch
Brought to life from a caring Mom
But life was not as caring as my mother
Seeing that I live among thorns

Thorns never trouble me in my first stage
I merry-go-round through life with innocence
Until I reach the age of Men
Then, I see Life in a different light

Life is bright,cool and exciting
But for the thorns that lies on my path
The thorns prick and wounded me
But I survived the wounds

I got through life with scars of thorn
Then,something change the thorns
I learn that I can turn these thorns
Into bed of roses with beautiful colors