I will be the gladdest thing under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay
Oh, my luve’s like a red, red rose,
That ’s newly sprung in June,
Oh, my luve’s like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.
- Robert Burns
Little flower, but if I could understand, what you are, root and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Comes up smelling like roses
- Thom Bodebt