Red Rose Poem by Patrick .C. Reilly

Red rose so beautiful Prettiest of all
flowers and so cheerful, so nice.
Red rose, ohh how I see you on a
summers morning. So beautiful to
admire but not to touch.
Red rose ohh how you fill my heart
with joy, from just a mere glimps of
your sight.
Red rose I can see that your day has
come to an end as do all one day. I
watch your dry crisp pettels fall
down and leave nothing behind.
Back to the ground where you came
from to be born again.... Goodbye
old friend