Of course Shakespeare had a rose garden my dear sweet rose Modern Triangle - how else can one compare another to a summer's day - as you have done so beautifully here my sweet; and Robert Burns too! ...so it seems: 🌹

O my Luve is like a red, red rose

That’s newly sprung in June;

O my Luve is like the melody

That’s sweetly played in tune.

So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

So deep in luve am I;

And I will luve thee still, my dear,

Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,

And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;

I will love thee still, my dear,

While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve!

And fare thee weel awhile!

And I will come again, my luve,

Though it were ten thousand mile.

Another superb orchestration of your innate talents my dear Triangle🔻Moderne -- thankyou for making your readers so happy today!

❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤🔻🌹❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤