In the garden next door, a rose does bloom,
A captivating beauty that chases away gloom,
Its petals unfurl like a lady's allure,
Reminding me of a woman, radiant and pure.

A beautiful rose, ablaze with grace,
Each petal's touch, a delicate embrace,
Its fragrance whispers secrets in the air,
Just like her presence, beyond compare.

With colors that dance in the morning light,
A symphony of hues, a mesmerizing sight,
Like her smile that lights up the day,
In my heart, her essence finds a way.

The thorns that guard this wondrous bloom,
Symbolize strength in times of gloom,
A reflection of her spirit, steadfast and true,
A woman of courage, who knows what to do.

As seasons pass, the rose will remain,
Its beauty enduring, free from any strain,
Just like the memory of that woman divine,
A timeless treasure in this heart of mine.

The neighbor's rose, a gift to behold,
A reminder of a woman, radiant and bold,
In nature's embrace, I find her trace,
A beautiful memory that time won't erase.