Roses

In velvet depth, a red, red rose,Beneath the sun’s soft, golden close.Its petals spread, a fervent flare,Against the sky, so vast, so bare.A symbol of a love so bold,In scarlet hues, its stories told.Not in grand halls, but fields wide,Where silent promises reside.Through seasons’ shift and time’s slow dance,It stands in bloom, in vibrant stance.A…