A Rose is...

 Some will see the thorns, some will grab the thorns and complain they hurt.

Some will see the blossom, others will see the patterns, the colours, the texture in wonder.

Some will water it at its roots to encourage its growth, some will cut the bloom and give it to encourage another.

Some will move in close and smell its sweetness, some will take the petals and the fruit and eat it.

And a rose is but a rose and still is a rose...