(@) roses are red... ) violets are bluee ()(() please give me a mountain dew! ) — Bbreezy 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
When you really want to show some love, keep the flowers and say it with spaghetti. — Rachael Ray Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm counting the days until I can finally see you... — Chocolatyady Unknown Copy Share Image
Not every winter turns to spring, not every blossom will bloom again... — TeriAnn Sargent Copy Share Image
“Never again could he see a dogwood blossom or eat a fish without thinking of her.” — Joanna Jordan Copy Share Image
“A flower does not bloom for itself, but for the world; do likewise.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
“Somewhere on the world was the Emperor's palace, set amid one hundred square miles of natural soil, rainbowed with flowers.” — Isaac Asimov Copy Share Image
“He told her the flowers in her painting contained exactly the purple substance of the flowers on the desk in front of… — Sarah Hall Copy Share Image
“The river’s name, Huong, evokes the pleasing scent of incense or the pink and white petals that float downstream in autumn from… — Mark Bowden Copy Share Image
“Then my abuelita booms out words, loud and clear. She always says the words should be round as dimes and as wild… — Tony Johnston Copy Share Image
“several hours, there is a problem. Avoid planting roses near large trees with shallow roots, such as silver maples or poplars. Also… — Maggie Oster Copy Share Image
“How she felt when he kissed her- like a tub of roses swimming in honey, cologne, nutmeg and blackberries.” — Samuel Sullivan Cox Copy Share Image
“If you want a forgotten corner to be remembered, a featureless place to be loved, a shadowy emptiness to shine, put some… — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
Don't judge from the outside. Like any beautiful rose has thorns... the more a person appears nice on the outside, the more… — Gosho Aoyama Copy Share Image
Pleasure is to a woman what the sun is to the flower: if moderately enjoyed, it beautifies, it refreshes, and it improves;… — Charles Caleb Colton Copy Share Image
“I drape my arm around his shoulder. We sit together like that for a moment, until something bright floating in the lake… — Sarah Jio Copy Share Image
When hope is not pinned wriggling onto a shiny image or expectation, it sometimes floats forth and opens like one of those… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“You’re beautiful.” Blake said hello as he’d said goodbye. “You said that already,” Livia mouthed over the banging music. Blake just shrugged.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
Now that lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room And twists one in her fingers while… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“A merchant, who had three daughters, was once setting out upon a journey; but before he went he asked each daughter what… — Jacob Grimm Copy Share Image
Labor is blossoming or dancing where The body is not bruised to pleasure soul, Nor beauty born out of its own despair,… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“Blossom In April the ponds open like black blossoms, the moon swims in every one; there’s fire everywhere: frogs shouting their desire,… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image