• Woman are like roses
    There everlasting beauty
    Bestilled but no rose is alike
    There petals portray
    Their beauty but, it
    Must be nurtured by another
    Petals and thorns, thorns to
    Protect what they hold dear
    But only by loving others
    Can they be loved in return,
    And there in grow
    Blooming with in their
    True beauty