A rose at the desert

Im a rose blooming at the desert of sadness,
laying there with a pain inside me,
gazing to the sky along the days,
crying for the past memories that already been thrown to the sky of sorrow.
the clouds turn dark... i cant see the sun, :(
until the day,
she picked me up an put me to the place that made me felt calm.
the rain everyday has set me free,
the flow of river has drown my pain,
the clouds of sadness has been cleared by the blow of the wind.
so i can see the sun rise and smile at me again
even at night, the shining stars will remind me those memories,
its OK, because i have moon that always shine beautifully for me each night.