A t dawn I asked a rose bud, “What is the meaning of life?” R eplied red rose opening up slowly with nothing in it. “E arthly I am, always look up and never look down. D ainty and loveliest though soonest will pass away”. “R […]
A t dawn I asked a rose bud, “What is the meaning of life?” R eplied red rose opening up slowly with nothing in it. “E arthly I am, always look up and never look down. D ainty and loveliest though soonest will pass away”. “R […]