Plotting world domination one poem at a time...
Very pretty and poignant!
Lovely! You reawaken my memory of the garden I left behind a year ago. Ah!
May the April breeze last until the end of March!
...and that last line stings as well... love this, Mary!
In just a few words, you have expressed the pain of parting--and the promise of recovery from that pain.My 3WW
Vivid contrast of tender blooms and sting of our last goodbye ~ Beautiful ~
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