Little Does The Red Rose Know...

Little does the red rose now
As she opens up each day
How much she is really worth
And the beauty she displays.

Little does the red rose know
As she sprouts so high and tall
The magic of her pure red petals
And the women she enthralls.

Little does the red rose now
The difference she can make
Just by swaying to and fro,
The love that she creates!

And little does the red rose now
How gracefully swift she is
And once united with the perfect man
She makes the perfect gift.