LOVE POEM

Roses are red, standing out in wild bushes.
Gorgeous, passionate. Another name for "Love".
Lilies, turlips, though beautiful as such,
Nothing compared to Valentine's roses.
But roses, roses,
Though have always been people's favorite,
Can never be compared to you, my love,
Pretty as a morning rosebud.
For centuries, forever,
I will give you all my heart and all my love.

Author: myself

Rose are red,
Violet are blue,
Honey is sweet,
And so are you,
You don' t know me,
But my love is ture.