Reflected Beauty
Reflection
In tranquil waters, roses lie in wait,
A mirrored world, where beauty creates
A dance of light, a gentle, loving fate,
Where petals unfold, and hearts participate.
The red roses, like secrets, softly bloom,
Their reflections whispering, a sweet perfume.
In this still pond, a story is revealed,
Of love and loss, of beauty unsealed.
The roses' beauty is a gift to behold,
A symbol of the heart, young and old.
In their delicate form, we find our own,
A reflection of the beauty we've known.
The water's surface, a canvas so fine,
Reflects the roses, a work divine.
A moment captured, a memory to share,
A beauty that lingers, beyond compare.