Roses the well-pretty flower
Smells spreading the world
Stand still beautifully
Others envious, others jealous
Mirror see no one but ownselves
Flowers decay of roses
Roses the most amaze
But candle burns too fast
Too short to find the brights
The sun and the moon
Keep on spins
At the west and east
Roses melt, feeble and dead
Wilts too fast too bad
The mirror doesn't even care
I made it on my own.
You're just great enough if you know what I'm telling you about.
