“If flowers can grow through blankets of melting snow, there is hope for me.”
—
Tyler Knott Gregson, Haiku on Love
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.
“If flowers can grow through blankets of melting snow, there is hope for me.”
—
Tyler Knott Gregson, Haiku on Love
If flowers can grow
through blankets of melting snow,
there is hope for me.
Tyler Knott Gregson, Haiku on Love
She’s the flowers,
But she’s also the rain.
She’s the beauty of day,
But also the nights full of pain.
Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because the regret is stronger than gratitude.
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because the regret is stronger than gratitude.
