You love the roses – so do I.

I wish The sky would rain down roses, as they rain

From off the shaken bush.

Why will it not?

Then all the valley would be pink and white

And soft to tread on.

They would fall as light As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be Like sleeping and like waking, all at once! ~


Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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