Rose flowers

Roses, oh roses, so delicate and fair,

With petals soft and a scent beyond compare,

A symbol of love, a symbol of grace,

A beauty that lights up any place.

In shades of red, pink, and white,

They bloom in the morning and shine through the night,

With thorns to protect, and a heart full of love,

They stand tall and proud, a gift from above.

With every petal, a story to tell,

Of love and passion, a tale to dwell,

A rose may fade, but its beauty remains,

Etched in our hearts, forever ingrained.

So here's to the roses, a flower divine,

A symbol of love, forever entwined