Roses

Roses are like specks of paint in the vast field,
A rainbow of hope and courage,
Their petals are as smooth as silk,
But getting past their thorns can be a challenge.

Roses are the joy of nature
Like the happiness inside of people,
The boss of any other flowers and plants,
Overlooking the whole field,
Taller than any other plant.

Roses are like rainbows on the ground,
Many different colours
Many options for a perfect gift,
As soft as a marshmallow,
Caterpillars lunch.

Roses are as pink the evening sky,
The ground is their home
Nestling amongst the long grass,
Drooping their heads.