You are the sunny bright of my life, so when you are feeling blue, my acronical hand happily uplifts warmthfulness back to you.
The cerebral part of me, though, then, remembered allergies tickle your nose and that is why your gift is, now, a picture pose.
Phenology made these flowers yellow with petals white; had a butterfly flapped its wings in Japan, though, they may have been an ochre sight.
I am confident that you will not remain funemployed for much longer. In fact, I am starting a floral photos-in-the-business. Join me? Help make it stronger. ; )