I would take flowers any day of the year,
Fresh cut flowers in my home at all times,
It doesn’t matter that they bloom
just for me to cut them,
admire them in the vase before they die,
They are worth it.
Beauty is a human need.
It doesn’t take much, but you know it when you see it.
There is nothing like a deep red rose, I am partial to those
— and white — for the purest souls.
Not for virgins, but for those
who LOVE purely, without greed,
The fragrance – so sweet – I can smell them now.
Doctor Grandma 
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