The Rose

Sitting in the garden
My perfume fills the air
Sharp thorns do protect me
While people stand and stare

Butterflies come calling
With delicate wings in a flap
Their colours so appealing
White, yellow, red and black

"Hello Mr Bumble Bee
How are you today?"
He buzzes all around me
then swiftly flies away

Oh no!! here comes the gardener
With scissors in his hand
Please don't take me inside your house
I hope you'll understand

I want to stay outside you see
With my friends all around
Hummingbirds, wasps and bugs
And spiders on the ground

Outside, here in the garden
Is where I belong
In the sun.....under the stars
This place I call my home

So come and share my beauty
Place your fingers around my head
Feel my petals soft like silk
And let me stay here.....inside my bed