A little bud came to life
In the silent night sky
Under the moonlight
To everyone’s joy

Each new day
Brought a pretty new fold
Adding a petal
To the beautiful red rose

But God bless thee
De toute beauté
Is the first
To get plucked

Sitting on the sill
Adorning the abode
And an aroma
To die for

Each new day
Brought a little decay
One by one the petal fell
To leave nothing but a faded smell.