A Rose by any other name would still smell as sweet!
Beauty without virtue is like a Rose without scent.
A rose, is a rose, is a rose.
“Loveliest of lovely things are they On earth that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower.”
I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. Song of Solomon 2:1
© Monika Hardy