The beauty of a rose is real gorgeous as everyone knows,
It’s quite marvelous when its buds open to send scents to our nose.
God made a rose to make everybody feel rapturous,
‘Cause it has a mystical power to quell the blues when it shows.

Oh, beautiful rose, you may not grow as tall as a tower,
But the world still put you in a pedestal to make you higher.
Because you are the most beautiful of all the flowers,
And it’s the reason why the Heaven loves to send its showers.

The shadow of your smiles are painted on my soul,
And I can’t stop reminiscing even my stomach growls.
Now, I learn to love you more as each day takes its toll,
For I always see you everywhere on my morning stroll.

Everyone loves you yesterday, today and tomorrow
As you always have more everlasting beauty as you grow.
No one can deny that fact, you can ask any guru.
And the heavenly bliss cascading unto our hearts never stop to flow.

The birds and the bees are prosperous when they see a blossoming rose.
They try to crisscross hoping to get a smooching kiss, even if it may
sound a little bit “yuckily” gross.
Though it may seem really silly, or totally preposterous,
But the truth is…….no wonder God gave its name…… Rose
because indeed, it is fittingly amorous.