Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I have always been an extrovert. When I was younger, I would go outside and sing to the flowers and pretend they… — Joe Lycett Copy Share Image
“In time of rain I come: I can sing among the flowers: I utter my song: my heart is glad. Water of… — Jane Bierhorst Copy Share Image
