Rose

In gardens graced by sunlight's tender kiss,

The rose unfolds, a symphony of bliss.

Velvet petals, a palette so divine,

In every hue, love's essence they entwine.

Beneath the moon, a fragrant serenade,

Crimson whispers in the quiet glade.

Thorns guard secrets, a poignant defense,

Yet beauty blooms, a tale of recompense.

In dew-kissed morns, a delicate ballet,

Each petal dances, greeting the new day.

Symbol of passion, in gardens it's told,

The timeless story, a rose unfolds.