Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
My morning is cheerful,
And so are you.

Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Hairs are grey,
And so is your hair.

Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
The neck is slender,
And so are your legs.

Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
Pages are yellow,
And so are your eyes.

Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
My way is safe,
And so are your arms.

Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
Days are warm,
And so is your smile.

A viola is beautiful,
Just like you.