Love is symbolized best by a rose,
Delicate with thorns,
But beware of heart some oppose,
When their own love becomes torn
If the rose isn't held in the right way,
Skin will tear and bleed,
If it is nourished as some will say,
You will have the love you need
By the time rose starts wilting,
And you are reaching your end,
The petals still become fragment,
Breathing new life again.
For it will always be easy to see,
how a rose is a symbol for love the in me
