Roses grow to beautiful flowers
Some are red, yellow, or white
All it takes is nature's gentle showers
And the sun's wondrous light
Much like ourselves with this gift of life
We all can grow into a magnificent rose
Watching out for each other so we can be rife
Which is a wonderful thought do you suppose
Not really a flower but alive just the same
With inner beauty and all of god's gifts
Cause if we don't it's truly a shame
For we are unfortunately subject to all of life's shifts
The paths we choose as we live and grow
Allow our hearts to flower or wilt
Allowing us to reach our plateau
Or choke us with our own guilt