Rose petals are love notes from the other side.
They have to be as they are so simply beautiful.
Pages after pages proclaiming beauty
Those delicate petals, speaking without uttering a word.
Stories Collected While Living in France
Rose petals are love notes from the other side.
They have to be as they are so simply beautiful.
Pages after pages proclaiming beauty
Those delicate petals, speaking without uttering a word.
I love nuzzling my nose in roses and all spring time flowers.
What a lovely memory of your father. The beginning of freedom and his confidence in you. It’s what we raise our children for–to see them take wing.
Such a wonderful memory of your father and his confidence in you! I had a Dad who encouraged me, too. How lucky we both are.
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