Alba Rosa's Dream

In the morning light, a beauty unfolds,
Alba Rosa's grace, a story untold.
With petals like snow, in the dawn's sweet embrace,
A flower so pure, in nature's own space.

Alba Rosa, dance in the morning glow,
Your elegance shines, as the soft winds blow.
In the garden of dreams, where love is the theme,
Alba Rosa, the queen of the sunbeam.

Bathed in moonlight, a mystical sight,
Alba Rosa whispers secrets of the night.
Silent guardian, in the midnight hour,
A fragrant symphony, a delicate flower.

Alba Rosa, dance in the silver light,
Your fragrance lingers, through the tranquil night.
In the realm of dreams, where stars softly gleam,
Alba Rosa, the keeper of the moonbeam.

Underneath the canvas of the endless sky,
Alba Rosa's petals, a gentle lullaby.
Painting colors in the tapestry of time,
A timeless melody, a reason to rhyme.

In every season, through sunshine and rain,
Alba Rosa's beauty, an everlasting chain.
Through the ebb and flow, of life's fleeting stream,
A symbol of hope, in the heart's sweetest dream.

Alba Rosa, dance in the changing scene,
Your resilience blooms, in shades serene.
In the circle of life, where moments redeem,
Alba Rosa, the flower of every dream.

So let the song of Alba Rosa play,
A melody of nature, in the light of day.
In every petal's fall, and every sunbeam,
Alba Rosa, forever the eternal dream.