Life is no bed of roses

Life is no bed of roses
For roses have thorns, you see,
But handling with care and balance
Will protect from injury.

All gardens have seasons of beauty
Where the flowers of our living grow
With colours and shapes aplenty
Sweet fragrance to bestow.

Life’s flowers need careful tending
For all life needs sun and rain,
And Love and Faith unending
For Hope to flower again!


really beautiful !!!

Found it on internet


Oh okay, do you know the author?

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One million roses … an old Soviet song in English …

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