In a garden where the roses bloom so fair,
Fifteen red roses dancing in the light,
A symbol of pure happiness so rare,
Their petals shining in the day so bright.

And in the midst, three white roses stand tall,
Each one a beacon for the heart's pure fire,
Their passion burning, never to fall,
Igniting joy and love, never to tire.

For a soul, happy and glowing so bright,
This bouquet of roses is a gift divine,
A symbol of love, a symbol of light,
Bringing joy and peace, like sweet summer wine.

So let us place these roses with care,
Their beauty and grace beyond compare.

Tomaž Jevšenak