Full many a flower is born to blush unseen And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
