The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart.
Roses from my garden,
Giving me smiles every day.
When the roses fade in fall
I have memories to keep me smiling
Until summer again comes my way.
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“A Rose is a Rose is a Rose”? (Gertrude Stein)