O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
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A single rose can be my garden; a single friend, my world.
Leo Buscaglia
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From Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare.
What's in a name?
That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
Have a wonderful day.
HappyK🙂🌹🥾






