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Julie
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0 posted 1999-09-06 12:23 PM


Spring is here the flowers bloom,
Summer's heat filled with despair.
Autumn precedes the blue moon,
Winter's cold nights and frigid air.

Red roses, Geraniums, Asters,
Gardenia's, and Patience galore.
God's magnificent masters,
always giving more.

Mexican Heather does what it must,
Cannas rise almost to the sky.
When the winds abound with its gust,
Crepe Myrtle blooms season to fly.

Vines and pollen ready to shout,
Crysathysthmums making their claim.
My garden is a special place no doubt,
The Master donates with his fame.

For He blessed me with this place,
the Lord and I together.
It has given me Heavenly grace,
despite any kind of weather.

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Julie
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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
Marianne Williamson

© Copyright 1999 Julie - All Rights Reserved
caroline
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1 posted 1999-09-06 02:01 AM


This is beautiful Julie! A garden-lover myself, I've been so lonesome for my flowers. I was in an accident a few months ago, and still can't work in the flower beds. I miss it desperately, and it looks as though I will miss out on fall planting season too

But reading your poem is comfort! Thanks!

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The only man worth your tears will never make you cry...

Poet deVine
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2 posted 1999-09-06 02:07 AM


Visually inspiring! I can't grow silk flowers so I envy anyone who gardens.... you do it, I'll admire it!

Alwye
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In the space between moments
3 posted 1999-09-06 02:22 AM


Beautiful...my mother's passion is gardening, and some of it has worn off on me..flowers are truly lovely things, as is your poem.

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*Krista Knutson*

Mockery is a form of ignorance; silence, a form of wisdom. -- Daniel L. Miller


Julie
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since 1999-08-20
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Houston, TX
4 posted 1999-09-06 02:23 AM


Caroline, your message really touched me. What a sweet message. I will think of you on the days I need to pull weeds and feel thankful I can. I pray you will have a speedy recovery.

PDV, I garden for ones like you, the admirers. As I am an admirer of your work.
Thanks.

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Julie
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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
Marianne Williamson

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07
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Tamarac Fla
5 posted 1999-09-06 12:04 PM


Julie,
I can only repeat:
He is happiest who has the power
To gather wisdom from a flower.

Julie
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since 1999-08-20
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Houston, TX
6 posted 1999-09-06 03:07 PM


Thank you, Seymour.

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Julie
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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
Marianne Williamson

Pepper
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since 1999-08-19
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Southern Florida
7 posted 1999-09-08 11:03 AM


truly uplifting.....

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May your days be filled with lots of sunshine and your nights lit up by golden moonbeams

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