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Message of the Wildflower |
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wordancer Senior Member
since 2000-07-30
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At thine feet I sit under the redwings of dawn, to weave an offering of wildflowers; sweet braided wreath of redemption to place on the headstone of our past. A careful twine of honeysuckle and sweet pea vines forge the bond of love and departure. Heavy clusters of purple heliotrope vie with the delicate forget-me-not in a pledge of devotion. Hush. . .the baby's breath, a fragile knotted lace speaks quietly of everlasting love. In thy future dreams remember the wild violet that resides in yon hidden valley and smell the crushed rosemary stems that scent my fingertips forever more. -Wordancer, the poet who writes to the beat of a different drummer [This message has been edited by wordancer (01-16-2002 07:00 PM).] |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
"sweet braided wreath of redemption" Oh boy, yes indeed, this really spoke to me today. Thank you! Kathleen--(Kay) |
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Joyce Johnson![]() ![]()
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
A wreath of flowers for a departed love. How lovely. Joyce |
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