Wildrose

One day I saw a gorgeous red rose.
It seemed just for me,
it struck a fair pose.
On this day there was a beautiful blue sky.
I knew when that changed this rose would die.
So I uprooted the rose and took it home.
Then I realized my rose was all alone.
I went to the store and bought some rose seeds.
As I was planting.
I knew it was a good deed.
Winter came and the weather grew cold
My poor single rose got quite old.
 But as soon as spring began to push,
In front of my house was a huge rose bush.
All this beauty gave me a sense of power,
Just because of that one single flower.