They were at the grocers, of all places, and very reasonably priced too. However I couldn't get them, and so I snuck a photograph of both.
That way there's no chance of forgetting such elegance, that made me smile. ;-)
The Yellow Rose...

She is not innocent enough to blush, nor is she warm, filled with deep rosy romance. Nor is this dear as pure as her blank cousin But she does have the ever affectionate feel of love, although more platonic and friendly.
The Pink Tulips

They group together in cool weather, but it's not for the warmth. As sweet as they may seem, gossips and tales are told in such close quarters, that their petals blush with each exotic story from their two lips. ;-P
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