Rose...
A rose, so red, so beautiful, so brilliant
Seems so delicate and yet so valiant
With the color of love and aroma so fresh
Yet with thorns that cut through flesh
Hold one tight and the hand will bleed
Handle it loose and it'll drop indeed
Giving loving care, it will nurture
Giving too much will be it's torture
It's fragrant aroma might fade in time
Till then it shall remain in light of lime
Where it shall show it's beauty and grace
Till it reduces to nothing in endless space...
