A rose with gleaming shades so pure and white
For a girl who shines in sweet purity.
A girl with a grace so silent and bright
At few times hiding in humility.
Like the rose, her beauty forever blooms,
And shines like the silver moon of the sky.
Her glory rids of one’s every gloom,
And leaves one in a feeling way up high.
Though she may be lowly like a bud,
She gives splendor to her creations.
Her ability to calm one’s boiling blood,
Stops one from doing such foolish actions.
Though one may not be in quite a hurry,
And with a feeling as warm as the hearth.
So she will not be in such a worry.
One may ask, “Will you accept my heart? ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like how you exposed your theme and yes your words are nice and right you creatively show what a beauty lies within a rose.