which bloom keeps its head
when sharp winds chop down tree limbs
the lucky or wise
Writer Lynne Sargent
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
Poppies remind me of my childhood. I used to always have an urge to pick them and take them home, but of course, they never lasted.. Such a beautiful fragile flower.
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no flowers in my asphalt youth – but now I have gardens full
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And im the other way round.
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So perfect along with the words
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thanks, Bee
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Just the word “endurance” has me weeping today.
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I hope you spirits recover quickly
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Much better now, recovered from Full Moon Fever.
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both the lucky and the wise me thinks 🙂
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I like that
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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Beautiful picture and words Paul.
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thanks kindly
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Such a perfect poppy. Strong and true.
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glad that you liked it
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🙂
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