The world is so full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.
Robert Lewis Stevenson
Roses. I love the shapes, the colors, the scent, the fragility, and the variety of roses.
I love wildflowers blooming beside the road and flags flapping in the breeze.
I love water lilies floating in ponds and butterflies lighting on zinnias.
I love horses watching me from their pasture fence.
I love butterflies in sunlit places.
I love pots of African violets with fuzzy leaves and colorful blooms.
I love red poppies.
I love spiderwebs spangled with dew.
I love wild roses that tumble along the fences beside country roads.
I love cows resting in the grass under shade trees. and I love dancing tulips in the spring.
I love trees in fog and apples in baskets.
I love old farm machinery.
I love fresh warm-from-the-oven cinnamon rolls and orange gladiolas.
I love trees that bloom in spring and trees growing green.
I love the white clouds in the blue sky. I love hot apple pie.
I love wreaths and I love old fence posts.
I love yellow field flowers and I love snow fall.
I love wildflowers and silly little boys wearing fishing hats.
I love zinnias and Watermelon.
The world is so full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.
Yes, we should be.
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