But Friendship is the Breathing Rose

From Oliver Wendell Holmes

But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.

 

 

Note: Today is the anniversary of the death of the American physician, poet, and humorist, Oliver Wendell Holmes, who died on this day in 1894.


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