Should my time come before yours, Do not give me a headstone, But a rose bush… So that when you miss me, I’ll still give you flowers

For there is no award for the best woman on earth 

In loving memory of our best fur friends Fly free I think we both knew That this day would come, For nothing lives forever… And I tried...

Mary Mary, quite contrary, How does your Hanahaki grow? With petals blooming, but inside you're gloom, And roses intertwined, the pain...