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And she was fair as is the rose in May..........
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~~~ Happy Birthday, Beckie ~~~
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~ A Mother's Heart is always with her Children ~
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Take my breath away.....
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Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you....
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Have I told you lately that I love you.........
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The Rose is gowned in petaled grace ........
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So fall asleep love,
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Friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.....
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Amor, Amour, Amore ..........
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You love the roses ..............
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She wore a wreath of roses.......
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It was not in the winter, our loving lot was cast. It was the time of roses, we pluck'd them as we pass'd.
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I wish I might a rose-bud grow And thou wouldst cull me from the bower. To place me on that breast of snow Where I should bloom a wintry flower
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To laugh often and love much.............
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"For if I wait," said she, "Till time for roses be,-- For the moss-rose and the musk-rose, maiden-blush and royal-dusk rose,-- "What glory then for me In such a company?-- Roses plenty, roses plenty And one nightingale for twenty?"
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Sometimes, when on the Alpine rose, the golden sunset leaves its ray, so like a gem the flow'ret glows, we thither bend our headlong way, and though we find no treasure there, we bless the rose that shines so fair.
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"If you stand in front of a mirror with 11 roses, you'll see 12 of the most beautiful things in the world."
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It is at the edge of the petal that love waits
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You took a piece of my heart....
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"A friend will strengthen you with her prayers, bless you with her love, and encourage you with her hope."
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Long ago and far away I dreamed a dream one day and now that dream is here beside me....
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The sweetest flower that blows, I give you as we part. For you it is a rose. For me it is my heart.
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Vanilla dreams and swirls of buttercream.....
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A Rose for you................
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Nature is what we know, but have no art to say. How impotent our wisdom is to her simplicity.
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Pure
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A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses.
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On this June day the buds in my garden are almost as enchanting as the open flowers. Things in bud bring, in the heat of a June noontide, the recollection of the loveliest days of the year-those days of May when all is suggested, nothing yet fulfilled.
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"I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers." ~~~~~~~Claude Monet~~~~~~~
