Blooming rose

Like the blooming rose in spring,

A woman's beauty is a radiant thing.

Her softness like the petals, her grace like the stem,

Nature's gifts to her, a perfect gem.

A woman is like the ocean's tide,

Ebb and flow with a strength inside.

Her depths are mysterious, her power immense,

Nature's wonder in the form of a woman's presence.

A woman is like the autumn leaves,

Falling gently with a rustling breeze.

Her colors are vibrant, her spirit strong,

Nature's way of showing she belongs.

A woman is like the snow-capped peak,

Majestic and strong, never meek.

Her will is unbreakable, her heart pure,

Nature's marvel, forever enduring.

A woman is like the morning dew,

Fresh and new, with a beauty that's true.

Her radiance shines bright, her spirit free,

Nature's treasure, forever to be.