She is A Rose

A rose basks in the sun
Its purity untouched by the evil of man
The love of the very beauty it holds
Keeps the rose alive and flourishing
As the rose becomes mature
Its color is retained
You are like the rose
Basking in the light of life
Being untouched by the evil which resides in the world
With age you becomes even more beautiful
Every passing day
Makes you even better
But how can I call you a rose
When the fact that after a while
A rose will die is true
But you
You never wilt
You never fade
And your beauty will never leave
I love you
With everything I have
And that too
Will never fade
A rose has thorns
Bad spots which make it seem less beautiful
Makes its beauty fade with pain
Swallowed by the blood the prick makes
But you
You have never pricked anyone
Never cause pain to flow from the vains of the people whose lives you touch
I want you
With everything that I am
To be happy forever
Cause something perfect as you
Deserves all the happiness the world has to offer
Yes you are like a rose
A rose which will never die
A rose...
A rose which I will hold in my arms
And remember forever...