The Rose

he Rose



How beautiful the rose,

That gives us peace within,

It blooms and dies,

But never cries,

But gives us peace within.

I love the small and wondrous things,

That fill our daily lives,

The simple things are there within,

The picture of our lives.

We may not be a hero,

We may not be a king,

But can share the riches,

Of the simple little thing.