When bright flowers bloom
Parchment crumbles, my words fade
The pen has dropped ...
- Morpheus
Lowly, with a broken neck,
The crocus lays her cheek to mire.
- George Meredith
Simply trust,
Do not the petals flutter down,
Just like this?
- Issa
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance--pray you love, remember. And there is pansies, that's for thoughts.
- William Shakespeare