The Given Rose

My Mamma called it the white man’s dream, a life that was never meant for people like us.Being born into captivity, I was not allowed to play. I had no toys, no books, no schooling. I was born to serve, tied and chained, bought and sold. My life was not my own.When tragedy struck and I was taken from the people that I loved, I had to get used to a whole new way oflife.But with all the heartache that followed me a budding rose grew through the devastation and the white man’sdream was before me.But would I be strong enough to trust the son of the man that owned me and accept The Given Rose