Pink Rose
In daylight’s soft, embracing glow,A pink rose begins to show.Its petals open, wide and bright,Catching rays, a lovely sight.Beneath the sun, it finds its voice,In gentle breezes, it rejoices.Amidst the green, a splash of color,Its beauty, none can dull or smother.As evening falls, it does not fade,But in the twilight, colors parade.Its scent, a sweet,…