The poem
A flower was offered to me; Such a flower as May never bore. But I said I've a Pretty Rose-tree. And I passed the sweet flower o'er.
Then I went to my Pretty Rose-tree: To tend her by day and by night. But my Rose turnd away with jealousy: And her thorns were my only delight.
my pretty rose tree
my pretty rose tree by william blake is an exclusive poem..its about a girl finding out or thinking his boyfriend has cheated on her..she turns away with jealousy.and leaves all three characters lonely