It’s like this,” he’d explained once to Connie. “If someone gave you a single rose, you’d be happy, right?” “Okay,” he went on, “Now imagine someone gives you ten thousand roses.””That is a whole lotta...

A mother’s love is like an everlasting bed of roses, that continues to blossom. A mother’s love bears strength, comfort, healing and warmth. Her beauty is compared to a sunny day that shines upon each...

I would far rather have two or three lilies of the valley gathered for me by a person I like, than the most expensive bouquet that could be bought!