A lovely rose with
leaves of green
Ascends upon the
wall
With crimson red and
floral spread
Does make one stand
in awe.
A fragile thing, a
breath of spring
Its petal doth
enfold
A tiny bud so
delicate
So beautiful to
hold. The perfume of its
lingering scent
Does take my breath
away
As sweet as lilacs
on the bush
An intricate
display.
A picturesque of
summer bliss
Red roses on the
vine
Doth lace its tender
elegance Around this heart of
mine.
Could it be, God
speaks to me
Through fragrance in
the air
Am I not like the
gentle rose
Wrapped in His
loving care?