Greenfly, it's difficult to see Why God, who made the rose, made thee. — A. P. Herbert Copy Share Image
Only in dreams of spring Shall I ever see again The flowering of my cherry trees. — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
Roses are red violets are blue you didnt follow me back b*tch ima unfollow you — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them. — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
One day, perhaps, some idle tongue Mentions your name by accident: I feel as if a rose were flung Into the room,… — Author Name Copy Share Image
That awkward moment when you get the daisy and start to rip off its petals saying Loves, doesn't, loves, doesn't… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Flowers represent hope for us; but we do not represent hope for them! Let us keep the flowers in the soil; no… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
“. . .in your light, had I learned to love, here in your beauty, could I speak knowing of this space close… — John Daniel Thieme Copy Share Image
“we are holding hands in the barrel of a gun. they pull the trigger, but when she is kissing me only cherry… — Topaz Winters Copy Share Image
You know those adages about smelling the roses and chasing butterflies? The markets are my butterflies and my roses. — Bill Gross Copy Share Image
“For the sun rises with scorching heat and withers the plant;its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way,… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
Roses are red. Violets are blue. Sugar is sweet. And so are you. But the roses are wilted. And the violets are… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Then he kissed her, not just a brush of lips as she'd done, but a kiss a kiss that scalded her tongue.… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
“destroying beauty a rose red sunlight; I take it apart in the garage like a puzzle: the petals are as greasy as… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The nobility of Teresa Leo's poems is that they are not disposed to hide from the dark-rather, they display a mind that… — Tony Hoagland Copy Share Image
I saw thee in a vision of the night Transfigured; for it seemed that on thy brows The heavens did rest with… — John Barlas Copy Share Image
My Day Is Shining .. Because Of yOu .. My Energy Is Working .. Because Of yOu .. My Life Is Completely… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“A butterfly fluttered from flower to flower in the old garden, gracing the silvery-blue tips of the crocuses and what remained of… — Melanie Dobson Copy Share Image
More than half a century has passed, and yet each spring, when I wander into the primrose wood, I see the pale… — Gertrude Jekyll Copy Share Image
“Bowing my head, I dipped my nose into the bouquet I'd assembled. There was flax, and forget-me-not, and hazel. There were white… — Vanessa Diffenbaugh Copy Share Image
