Roses
“Roses”
They’re beautiful in bloom,
They’re beautiful when they wither,
They come in different colors,
All so amazing to see together,
Each petal falling down when put into a vase,
The more there are the more wondrous they are,
In the moonlight they’re extrordinary with light and shading,
In a vase they do not look at beautiful as they do in a field of bushes of them,
They are amazing to see in when they bloom fully,
No matter if the thorns are on or not they still are beautiful,
Endless things could be made of and from them,
They are beautiful no matter what kind or form they’re in,
They are called roses.
