Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Roses...

The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart.


Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again.


If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I'd be picking roses for a lifetime.


God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.


" The fragrance of the rose, remains on the hand that gives it."


Oh, my luve’s like a red, red rose, that ’s newly sprung in June;
Oh, my luve’s like the melodie that’s sweetly played in tune. ~ Robert Burns



2 comments:

Carolina said...

Such beautiful photos Kim!!!!!

Fifi said...

Stunning!.... Roses are my favourite flower..... you captured them beautifully!