Love's Rose

Like a rose our love grows, subject to all the harshness of this world and still we endure, with each new day a different begining the sun our cure, roses really stink but people they allure, corrupted by all the elements, good or bad it comes with love that's evident , love's rose blooming in all it;s brilliance and splendor, loves rose in all things and each gender, loves rose something to remember growing more with each day reaching for the sky, fantastic with all it;s beauty and then it dies, only to be reborn with the spring the new begining of life, loves rose and she is my wife,