Oh, roses!

The smell in the air 

In my nose

And in my hair

I see you every day 

As I walk to school

through the archway

Your bright petals

Glistening in the sun

Standing out

Drawing attention

Red, orange, yellow, pink and even purple!

The colours are endless

Bright coloured circles

Your beautiful

But that can hurt

The terrible thorns that protect you

They insert a cruel pain

That will hurt

 But your beauty outweighs the bad