A poem, I once wrote in spring of this year.
My Sweet Rose
Roses are red
Strawberries are too.
Strawberry milk is sweet
and so are you.
I like your face
I can't help but stare
Ravens are black
and so is your hair.
I'm a fool for you
I'm not very wise.
The stars are sparkly
and so are your eyes.
I like thee
My favourite tea is chamomile
Tea is lovely
And so is your smile
Roses are beautiful
Just like you
You are my sweet rose
and I love you.
