" Some say love it is a river...

...

" Some say love, it is a river,
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor,
that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger,
an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower,
and you, it's only seed.



It's the heart afraid of breaking,
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking,
but never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken,
who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying,
but never learns to live.



When 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 that in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed, that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the Rose."




Des roses sur une Jeanne pour une Elle...
(modèle Ma petite mercerie de Véronique Maillard)

And

" The Rose "
pour les inconditionnElles ...



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" Just remember that in a winter,          
far beneath the bitter snows                   
Lies the seed that with the sun's love   
In the spring becomes the Rose "            

Chanson " The rose " par Bette Midler

Comments

[Marie-Christine]

Très english, très doux.

[michèle]

Pourquoi je bave sur mon clavier à chacun de tes articles!!!!
elle est magnique cette Jeanne et j'en connait Une qui est ravie...
plein de bisous et à demain !

[Marie86]

Vraiment très belle celle-ci aussi mais je garde la mienne !!! Plein de bisous.

[roudoudous]

quelle magnifique boite plein de fraicheur !!!

bisous

roudoudous

[Katleen]

superbe !! Vraiment, c'est très beau !