British Columbia, Canada
When I think of you Martie, compared to any particular flower, I think of lilacs. Lilacs, last only a day or two but forever their fragrance is carried in our heart and mind, as are your poems posted here at Passions. Here one day or two, and into the archives they go! However, they do not sit dorment.
Whenever I need a "lilac moment", I go into the archives and there you are to lift up my senses, with sight, smell, and sounds in metaphors as only you can do.
So on this your special day I wish to give back to you, your own "lilac moment", and hope you will treasure it for a long time. This is one of my favorites of yours by the way:
"The First Of Fall - A Birthday Dawn"
Happy Birthday Martie, Poetess
You are truly loved!
[This message has been edited by Mysteria (09-22-2003 04:23 PM).]