You love the roses - so do I. I wish <br />The sky would rain down roses, as they rain <br />From off the shaken bush. Why will it not? <br />Then all the valley would be pink and white <br />And soft to tread on. They would fall as light <br />As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be <br />Like sleeping and like waking, all at once!<br /><br />Mary Anne Evans<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/roses-2/
