There are few words that will express the way in which I felt that day, the day when we first met and I asked, half-embarrassed, for your kind help. Still, the words are even fewer that voice your smiling grace these hours since. On this day of graceful expression, since words fail the pursuit of truth, I have sent these flowers to you. From the garden of my blissful heart, I convey these modest symbols. Yet, these few blooms merely represent, are only slight imitations of the flower from The Garden of eternal beauty that you are.
