There are many flowers in the garden
But the one I love the best is the rose
With its velvet like petals
It outblooms the rest.
They come with the first sign of Summer
And stay till the end of the year.
The rose can convey a message
To those we love so dear.
Each rose has a name that is famous.
Names we'll not forget.
Their colours and perfumes are varied.
But a black rose no one's found yet.
By: Valerie, Dublin