Silly Roses are Red Poems
Quirks of the Garden Roses are red,Violets claim they’re blue,But in our quirky garden,They sometimes whisper, “Moo!”The roses, feeling bold,Decided to sing,A melody so sweet,Birds paused in their wing.We laughed beneath the moon,As flowers danced in tune,In a world where roses red,Wear hats and belts instead. Meaning This lighthearted poem dives into a fantastical garden…