And sorry I could not travel both
Robert Frost
The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die. Shakespeare
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant! ~Edward Abbey
You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me
Far away from your trouble and worry
You belong somewhere you feel free
Tom Petty
The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks. ~Tennessee Williams
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
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