A rose is such a beautiful flower that standing inside a flower shop amidst a myriad of roses makes my senses swim in sweet confusion and delight. Comes in different sizes, colors, varieties, and numbers. Yes numbers, take three red roses and it simply says 'I love you'.
Makes me think of friendship ..........
Good friends and friendships are there in times of joy and sorrow, success and failure, sickness and health, love and hate, wealth and scarcity, strength and weakness, smart and sometimes when you're just plain being silly or stupid.
A friend knows much about you and sometimes even more than you know yourself. Can read your mind and the secrets of your heart. Knows when to be silent or be such a nagging freak to you. Understands when others have ceased to be or don't care.
A friend stands by you when others choose to be somewhere else. It doesn't matter if you're walking on one leg or see with only one eye or have this uncanny knack for doing the wrong things 90% of the time. But of course to this, a friend would find the biggest hammer to bang your head with and knock you back to your senses. The rest would be up to you.
A friend, as that lovely old song goes, is often the wind beneath your wings.
Friends come in different sizes, color, creed, culture, education, breeding, orientation, and other things besides. But.....
a friend by any other name is still a friend. Just like a rose by any other name is still a rose.
Cherish your friend or friends -- those who truly matter in your life. They matter.