Out of all the roses I have seen
I've never seen one as beautiful as this one.
The brightest colour of them all
With a radiance that could light up
The darkest part of someone's soul.


Out of all the roses I have seen
This one stands out.
No thorns nor prickles.
It's as smooth as the sound of a loved ones voice;
Soothing, comforting, as if you've found your home.
A place where you belong.


Out of all the roses I have seen
I have never encountered one quite like this,
One that hasn't hurt me, one that I can call mine.
A rose I hold so dearly.
One that completes me.