Eeking out the last hint of Summer
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love, in the spring
Becomes the rose
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love, in the spring
Becomes the rose
~Amanda McBroom
Goodbye Summer,
until next year...
Vi sees senere!
(We'll see ya' later!)
What a beautiful rose. I love that hint of blushing pink on the bud.
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