Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, A sea of red petals, a gentle, loving repose. Her face, a canvas of serene beauty, unadorned, A testament to the peace that her soul has learned. The roses, like guardians of her rest, watch over her, Their thorns, a reminder of life's complexities, held dear. In this moment, she is free from the world's din, A fleeting glimpse of eternity, locked within. The roses, they whisper secrets, of love and of loss, A bittersweet reminder, of life's fragile cost. Yet, in their beauty, she finds a peaceful nest, A place to hide, where love and sorrow find rest. In the rose's embrace, she finds her peaceful home, Where the world's noise fades, and love is made known.