Crescent got the hang of it in the "gather" line. When I wrote this poem, I was thinking of a wild rose that grew accidentally in a person's garden.... something like the rose in The Little Prince: You just never know if it's a weed or what until it blooms. Being unexpected and out of place in the garden, it feels uncomfortable about its appearance. It, however, knows its true values deep inside. The rose says "you can be given only once" and not "I", becuase its relating to its gardener. In the rose's reality, it can only be picked once; but in he grdener's reality, the rose is talking about love: Once you truly give yourself to someone, it can't be done ever again. It's never the same. I do agree it's hard to understand. I guess I was writing too much for myself and not for a reader, lol Oh, Shanna, on the "breath" thing. Tjames caught that one perfectly. Thanks so much, everybody, for all the comments and I'm glad you liked it. I blush now.