The Rose

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Surroundings are cheerful,
And so are you.

Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
My calf is golden,
And so is your hair.

Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Faces are pale,
And so are your legs.

Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
My victim is innocent,
And so are your eyes.

Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
The hand is hairy,
And so are your arms.

Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
My display is dazzling,
And so is your smile.

A rose is beautiful,
Just like you.