A rose

All of the pretty flowers in the garden 

I spread my petals & let the morning dew hit me just so 

And I'm begging 

"pick me" 

The fragrant bouquet has all of the bees buzzing 

Enticing all within sniffing distance of our scent 

But you have to come closer to realize I don't smell the same 

All the more reason for you to 

"Pick me" 

Yes I have thorns 

And sometimes I prick 

But the pleasure I'll bring 

Is worth the stick 

Pick 

Me...