
Blooming on Earth’s exquisite day,
toying with Time’s prickly odds,
standing by Friday’s sandy path,
thriving in April’s blazing sun.
Blooming on Earth’s exquisite day,
toying with Time’s prickly odds,
standing by Friday’s sandy path,
thriving in April’s blazing sun.
LOVE THIS!!
“Toying w time’s prickly odds” 🙂
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Sent from my iPhone
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Thank you, Carolyn!
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Very pretty…the poem and the picture!
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Thank you, Tom!
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