I cast my heart into my rhymes,
That you, in the dim coming times,
May know how my heart went with them
After the red-rose-bordered hem.
- William Butler Yeats
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!
- George Eliot
To pick a flower is so much more satisfying than just observing it, or photographing it...
So in later years, I have grown in my garden as many flowers as possible for children to pick.
- Anne Scott-James
In the cherry blossom's shade
there's no such thing
as a stranger.