In the garden of existence, roses bloom,
Their petals soft, a tender, fragrant plume.
Like life itself, with moments sweet and pure,
Yet thorns remind us of the pain we endure.

Each petal, a chapter, a story untold,
In hues of red, pink, and sometimes gold.
Through sunshine and rain, they grow and thrive,
Teaching us the beauty of being alive.

Thorns may pierce, but they also protect,
Guarding the heart, commanding respect.
Just as in life, challenges we face,
Shape our journey, leaving a lasting trace.

So cherish the roses, their lessons profound,
In their presence, life’s wisdom is found.
Embrace the petals, navigate the thorns,
For in this dance, a new day is born.