A profusion of pink roses bending ragged in the rain speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring.
- William Carlos Williams
I have a garden of my own,
But so with roses overgrown,
that you would it guess to be a little wilderness.
- Andrew Marvell
The flowers of late winter and early spring occupy places in our hearts well out of proportion to their size.
- Gertrude S. Wister
The old tree is shook
White blossoms slowly float down
Dancers in the wind
- Alexandra Kim