the rose ....

..And the night has been too lonely

And the road has been too long

.........And you think that love is only

For the lucky and the strong

..........Just remember in the winter

Far beneath the bitter snow

Lies the seed that with the sun's love,

............In the spring, becomes a rose.

 

i liked the way Sylvia www.flickr.com/photos/slcook52/3303360359/

did her border, so i had to try it out myself;-)

 

 

 

Done