My Rose Garden......

My love is like a rose garden grows in beautiful nature They are beautiful and rare to find Let it be red, pink, or white but I take care all of them tenderly When I go out to the garden and touch the dew upon the roses And I breath its fragrance My heart and soul is filled with passion The smell of our roses permeates the air and they make their mother nature proud I do not allow anyone to pick my roses because they are more beautiful when they dance to the tune of winds Come and live in our garden of roses and praise God for his lovely creation of nature.