she ask me not to

she ask me not to
do not compare me to a rose
their value is over blown
there bought every week
for to many reasons
there nothing special you see
you say I am unique
and rose are just ordinary
it's the time and thought
not by the price it was bought  
how well do you know me
it's carnations you love to see
you favorite is cream and cinnamon
one or twenty makes on difference you see
it's the thought that counts
so I by them out of the blue
to show my love for you
not because society says its time