A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
A flower is a smile from heaven.
A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it. It just blooms.
Happiness held is the seed; happiness shared is the flower.
A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
A flower is a smile from heaven.
A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it. It just blooms.
Happiness held is the seed; happiness shared is the flower.