White rose you’ve blossomed so beautiful
Your pure and graceful
I Watered you until you became new
From a bud underneath the soil you grew
I touched your soft peddles as you bloomed
Nurturing you as though you came from my womb.
As the sun shone you stood tall
But when the storms came I built a fence so you would not fall.
White rose, you are delicate and precious to me
I’ve waited for you to flourish for the world to see.
You are so radiant that others are green with envy.
Although Winter is here do not fear
Spring is near
For my beautiful White rose again you will appear