Roses in the Rain

In the garden of love, where storms may weep,

"Roses in the Rain," a story to keep.

Petals delicate, yet resilient they stand,

Love's bloom enduring, hand in hand.

Amidst life's storms, where troubles may fall,

Each raindrop a challenge, a turbulent call.

Yet, behold the rose, adorned and bright,

Thriving in rain, a symbol of love's might.

Petrichor whispers tales of heartache and glee,

As love weathers storms, unyielding and free.

A delicate dance in the midst of the storm,

Love's resilience, a timeless, unwavering form.

In the rain-kissed garden, love's beauty unfolds,

Each droplet a story, each petal holds.

Embrace the tempests, let the storms be,

For in adversity, love finds its glee.

"Roses in the Rain," a ballad so sweet,

Of love's endurance, where two hearts meet.

Blossoming in challenges, thriving in strife,

A testament to the resilience of love's life.

So, let the rain pour, let the storms assail,

Love's bloom in adversity will never pale.

For in the downpour, in joy and in pains,

We find the essence of "Roses in the Rain."