Beauty of the red rose

The two white rose blooms together, knowing each other closely. It sometimes feels great having similar interest that helps one another get along together. Cheers to each other for it was which to last forever.

The red rose of beauty from another stalk bloom no longer than the two white roses. With this pouring out unexplainable feeling that shakes the atmosphere. It attracts the butterfly to it which reveals it's beauty to nature of vast difference from others. Beauty so beautiful beyond description. Even the the bright rounded moon cant outshine it's beauty. Character of perfection no human could resist to pluck.

The two white rose, one wither as the other begins grow itself nearer and nearer day by day till it entangles the red one. What has happen? The withered rose was cut and dropped to the ground. As it goes the withered rose wishes to it has never grown from the same stalk. The smell of fulfillment towards the other has left it almost died out on the side bushes. As the other white rose entangles the red one, they grew closer and closer even more each day. People look to it as though some miracle has happen. A prefect scene for others to watch with the sun setting that adds whats best to it.

Withered rose, withered rose? Why isn't you that entangles the red rose? Why is it that you grow from the same stalk as the other? What has cause you to be cut off from the stalk to the bottom of the bush that causes u to look in pain day by day. What will u do now? Is this the end for the withered rose? It's beauty has no longer has it's purpose and on the ground it shall stay till each petals blown off by the wind. Has it has no chance at all?