[When Steph comes home on this fine evening she will find a vase of roses and daisies waiting for her. And if there's any question in her mind about who they're for or where they came from, there's a helpful little card attached in Saul's unmistakable handwriting:
Roses are red, daisies are white, and I should have thought this through more clearly or borrowed a line from that book I gave you because I obviously can't write poetry but I hope you like these flowers anyway.
oh hey what's this happening on Dec. 17th;
Roses are red,
daisies are white,
and I should have thought this
through more clearly
or borrowed a line from that
book I gave you
because I obviously can't write poetry
but I hope you like
these flowers anyway.
I love you.]