The Simple Rose

The simple beauty of the rose
Confounds the minds of those like me
Then slowly, softly, petals fall
Like gold leaves from the autumn tree

I watch in silence as each rose
They turn from blood to dampened rust
Then slowly, softly, petals fall
As each heart knows they simply must

My heart is like the simple rose
From beauty's charm to ashes' tear
Then slowly, softly, petals fall
Thorns left to pierce my heart each year