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When I was first introduced to Omar over a year ago, I was charmed by his gentlemanly manners and amused by his jokes, but what impressed me the most was the way he told the story of meeting Veronica. He said that he immediately knew, when he first saw her, that she was someone amazing, someone he needed to get to know. He walked up to her and told her so. Veronica admired his directness and said yes to a date. It soon became clear that they were meant to be together.
Omar was so pleased and proud of his discovery of the perfect woman that he couldn’t help sharing his enthusiasm with me, a person he’d just met. YES! I thought. This is the kind of adoration that a person of Veronica’s caliber deserves. Later, when I read this poem by Thomas Hood, I thought of Omar, a true romantic who wouldn’t hesitate to call his love “the fairest of all” and “the queen of everyone.”
FLOWERS
by Thomas Hood
I will not have the mad Clytie,
Whose head is turned by the sun;
The tulip is a courtly queen,
Whom, therefore, I will shun;
The cowslip is a country wench,
The violet is a nun; -
But I will woo the dainty rose,
The queen of everyone.
The pea is but a wanton witch,
In too much haste to wed,
And clasps her rings on every hand
The wolfsbane I should dread; -
Nor will I dreary rosemary
That always mourns the dead; -
But I will woo the dainty rose,
With her cheeks of tender red.
The lily is all in white, like a saint,
And so is no mate for me -
And the daisy’s cheek is tipped with blush,
She is of such low degree;
Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves,
And the broom’s betrothed to the bee; -
But I will plight with the dainty rose,
For fairest of all is she.












































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