Butithappenedthatafterwalkingforalongtimethroughsand,androcks,andsnow,thelittleprinceatlastcameuponaroad.Andallroadsleadtotheabodesofmen.
"Goodmorning,"hesaid.
Hewasstandingbeforeagarden,alla-bloomwithroses.
"Goodmorning,"saidtheroses.
Thelittleprincegazedatthem.Theyalllookedlikehisflower.
"Whoareyou?"hedemanded,thunderstruck.
"Weareroses,"therosessaid.
Andhewasover