I once had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalogue: no good in a bed, but fine up against a wall.
– Eleanor Roosevelt
A relationship is like a rose,
How long it lasts, no one knows.
Love can erase an awful past,
Love can be yours, you’ll see at last.
To feel that love, it makes you sigh,
To have it leave, you’d rather die.
You hope you’ve found that special rose,
‘Cause you love and care for the one you chose.
– Rob Cella