Rose Requiem

In slumber, she finds solace among roses, A sea of red petals, a gentle repose. Her face, a canvas of serene delight, A vision of beauty, in the soft, warm light. The roses surround her, a loving shroud, A symbol of love, in a peaceful crowd. Her lips, a soft whisper, a gentle sigh, As she dreams of love, and a world gone by. The roses, a metaphor, for life's fleeting sigh, A reminder to cherish, the beauty that's nigh. In this moment, she is free and serene, A vision of loveliness, in a world unseen. The roses, a crown, upon her resting head, A symbol of love, that will forever be in her bed. Her beauty is a gift, a treasure to behold, A work of art, that will forever unfold.