I remember a rose

fragrant and fine

it grew on a bush

never a vine

I remember a rose

on my Mama's Land

perfect and porcelain

Never one more grand

If you are like me you love roses. but the  hybrid roses of today are not like those I remember from childhood. It is the smell for one thing you knew that there was a rose bush a 100 yards away it's scent so sweet and powdery would tickle your nose. The blooms were seldom "perfect" but that was part of the charm. But what I remember best of all was thier sheer abundance You could usually pick a dozen and the bush was just as beautiful as before. Mama keep a bouquet in the dining and living rooms all summer long