The Beauty Of A Rose
Even though autumn comes
And petals fall from your open bud
Leaving you cold and bare
I know your true beauty
No matter what winter brings
It cannot detract from you
It cannot wither you
Or the beauty you possess
For when spring doth enter
Your Beauty shall unfold once more
Better than before
And I will gaze upon you
Through summers unbearable heat
You gleam each day with dew
No matter the hue
Announcing Love anew