In ancient times, a legend was told; it became a poem and later a song. It has transcended distance, reaching our reader’s ears in verse. This chapter offers a perspective on flowers that, though beautiful, can be poisonous. Galea’s life has been far from a bed of roses, and those withered petals will soon be illustrated. We hope to reach attentive ears and a yearning heart, for this story, more than others, is one of love.
