Life of a rose

Life Of A Rose

The sun casts its warmth the rose takes a breath.
Little silky petals unfold a natural wonder to behold.
The rain gives it moisture in the Earth it will grow.
Wind scatters its petals by its gusting as it blows.

Soon this beautiful rose will be stripped and gone.
Will be replaced I know were other buds will grow.
Mother nature will furnish all of its growing needs.
Making sure it is nourish mother nature will feed.

This cycle repeats again after the budding of a rose.
Roses are born by nature in a bush of sticky thorns.
A roses beauty has always represented love or death.
It can captures your heart and take your breath away.


After I gazed at this beauty of this gorgeous rose.
I think of my redheaded wife who I dearly love.
She is the apple of my eye now and forever more.
Thank God for sending His angel to me to adore.

BY:Kings