Musical cherub, soar, singing, away! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of… — James Hogg Copy Share Image
“One by one she slew her fears, and then planted a flower garden over their graves.” — John Mark Green Copy Share Image
The butterfly long loved the beautiful rose, And flirted around all day; While round him in turn with her golden caress, Soft… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Lilacs, False Blue, White, Purple, Colour of lilac, Your great puffs of flowers Are everywhere in this my New England ... Lilacs… — Amy Lowell Copy Share Image
“My roses are my jewels, the sun and moon my clocks, fruit and water my food and drink.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
if there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself)have one. It will not be a pansy heaven or a fragile heaven… — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
“There is something fragrant to touch at every turn; scented geranium leaves to rub or pots of thyme to tear at. Such… — Nigel Slater Copy Share Image
“It is winter now, and the roses are blooming again, their petals bright against the snow. My father died last April; my… — Jane Yolen Copy Share Image
“I went round the side of the house, and stared at the garden in horror. The ivy had almost taken over. There… — Jacqueline Wilson Copy Share Image
“But…but that’s tragic! To go through life without color? Unable to appreciate art, or beauty?” He laughed. “Now, sweet-hold your brush before… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
Roses are red violets are blue...Stars are beautiful to look at and shine just like you do. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Mahogany shelves lined the counters, stacked with glass bottles and jars, like something from a fairy tale. There were whole, plump roses… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside. — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
“This mind is an amazing thing. It can conjure love from the scent of orange blossoms, peace from a dry breeze, and… — Karen Maezen Miller Copy Share Image
“Snow The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:… — Louis MacNeice Copy Share Image
The root and the flower have to trust each other. If the root does not trust, the plant won't blossom. — William Stafford Copy Share Image
The rose petal floats on water. The kingfisher flashes above the pond. Life and beauty swirl in the midst of death. — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
You stay out here a little while, an' if you smell any roses, you come let me smell, too. — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“A Poem for a Trick Roses are red, Violets are blue Dumb ass nigguh I was never in love with U I… — Pamela M Johnson Copy Share Image
