funny sayings 2010 05 10 p4
Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.
Roses red and violets blew, And all the sweetest flowers that in the forest grew.
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old Time is still aflying,
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying.
A red, red rose, all wet with dew,
With leaves of green by red shot through.
If I had but two loaves of bread, I would sell one and buy hyacinths, for they would feed my soul.
Deep in their roots,
All flowers keep the light.
Cats, no less liquid than their shadows,
Offer no angles to the wind.
They slip, diminished,
Neat, through loopholes
Less than themselves.
