In life's garden where flowers abound,
Where the scent of that bouquet brings fragrant light,
There grows a flower that defies compare.
It's downy petals, so beautiful and full,
Soft to the hand, yet firm to the lips,
Destined to be cherished and deserving of love.
The breath of it's aroma, so rich and alluring,
Is to be nestled in a blanket of velvety warmth.
Feel it's comfort and be wrapped in it's beauty everlasting.
I have held the rose...for this, I am forever grateful.