Isn’t she lovely
That lonely little rose
Standing all by herself
Swaying by the breeze
Of emptiness

Isn’t she pretty
That singular little rose
Playing all by herself
Dancing to the music
Of completeness

Isn’t she wild
That tiny little red rose
Blooming all by herself
Bathing in the sunshine
Of white happiness

Isn’t she complete
That lovely little rose
Swooning all by her self
Giggling by the moonlight
In bold fearlessness

Isn’t she lovely ?

That red rose