Still I marvel at the beauty of roses, these by my front step in the moonlight. Whenever I think of roses I also think of a writing by Leonard Cohen.
I was never bothered by the rose. Some people talk about it all the time. It fades, it blooms. They see it in visions, they have it, they miss it. I made some small efforts to worry about the rose but they never amounted to much. I don't think you should do those things to a flower.
I am unsure why I love this so much, I guess it is just Leonard!
It makes me laugh. Maybe that makes it loveable. Thank you. -- Susan
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ReplyDeleteI am happy that it made you laugh and I guess that is why I love it too.
Karen