Even though I tend to forget many things, this poem by Robert Herrick has been imprinted on my brain ever since I read it years ago. As I looked at the flowers I thought of the poem.
"Gather ye rosebuds while you may,
old time is still a flying,
and that same flower that smiles today,
tomorrow will be dying."
Herrick was an English poet born in 1591 and died in 1674.