Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Red Rose

So beautiful my Red Rose be,

Loveliest in my garden of

All the flowers cared for by me.

Now every day, all of my love

I give to my Red Rose so she'll

Know for certain my love is true,

Know for a fact my love is real,

Know that I ever be one who

Just for her is willing to die,

Which did seem appealing to her

The most of all, I'm unsure why.

But finally, I know for sure.

My love for her, Red Rose did scorn,

Then pierced my heart with her sharp thorn.