My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose
0, my luve
is like a red, red rose,
that's newly sprung in June.
0, my luve is like a melodie,
that's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair thou art, my bonnie lass,
so deep in luve am I,
And I will luve thee still,
my dear, till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
and the rocks melt wi' the sun!
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
while the sands of life shall run.
And fare the weel, my only luve!
And fare the well awhile!
And I will come again, my love.
Tho it were ten thousand mile!
The Meaning of Roses
Red - Love, Respect
Pink - Perfect Happiness, Grace and Joy,
Dark Pink - Thankfulness
Yellow - Joy, Friendship
White - Innocence and Purity,
Peach - Modesty
Orange - Fascination
Lavender - Enchantment
Red and White together - Unity
Rosebud, Red - Pure and Lovely
Rosebud, White - Girlhood
Single Rose in Full Bloom - I Love You
Bouquet in Full Bloom - Gratitude
12 Roses - Gratitude
25 Roses - Congratulations
50 Roses - Unconditional Love
How Do I
Love Thee How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being an ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, - I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning
red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
Oh, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
I send you a cream-white rosebud,
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
say love it is a river that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger an endless aching need.
I say love it is a flower and you its only seed.
It the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
It the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance.
It the one who wont be taken who cannot seem to give,
and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long,
and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong,
just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows,
lies the seed that with the sun's love,
in the spring becomes the rose.
understand the heart
and mind of a person,
look at not what he has
but at what he aspires to.
A loving heart is the truest wisdom.
No One Defines Love Better Than The Creator Of Love ..
Love Is Patient, Love Is Kind...
It Does Not Envy,It Does Not Boast,
It Is Not Proud...It Is Not Rude,
It Is Not Self-Seeking...It Is Not Easily Angered...
It Keeps No Record Of Wrongs...
Love Does Not Delight In Evil
But Rejoices With The Truth..
It Always Protects... Always Trusts...
Always Hopes... Always Perseveres...
Love Never Fails...
1 Corinthians 13:4-8~