The rose bloomed under the blue sky
And she yearned to be blue.
The blue sky gazed at the rose
And yearned for her crimson hue.

Then, one crazy, magical day,
Their wishes came true.
The sky turned crimson red!
And the rose turned blue!

The red sky brought thunder and rain
That frightened all the living beings,
And the blue rose, in sadness,
Wept as her velvet petals fell.

Then, Mother Nature intervened
And reversed the magic spell.
The sky became blue again,
And the rose wore her crimson red.

“Never again!” they both concurred
With a feeling of great relief.
“We are happy as we are,
For it’s the best we ever will be!”