The Rose is a delicate flower, of every color and hue,
A beautiful creation, like a rainbow bringing hope,
Reappearing in early spring, sparkling in misty dew.
Velvety soft petals, unfurled by a sun's warm scope
The White Rose, is as pure as fresh fallen snows,
Glistening with beauty, like a young virgin bride,
The Red Rose, buds from crimson as it growsIt's deep red petals, proclaiming love has not died.
It's magnificent beauty, adorns a world with love,
Comparing to a rainbow, over the ocean blue,
Or a brilliant sunset, lighting up the sky above,
Reminding us that all promises will come true.
Captivates my heart, with desires long over due,
Your touch excites me, as the boldness of a red rose,
Your love, magnified as a delicate white rose in view.
