A Poem on Red Rose

 A Poem on Red Rose

Red-red rose, a lovely sight.

Nice-nice rose, shining bright.

Nice rose, soft and deep.

A sweet repose, secrets to keep.

Soft petals gleam, a waking dream.

Sweet scent it blows, feelings it knows.

Nice is the red rose, standing so true.

Its beauty shows, for me and for you.