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Dead Flowers

I take a garbage bag out to the deck to gather the plants that have died. I definitely don't have a green thumb but at least you know I tried . End of Summer and the heat has left dead twigs where flowers once shone. A few hardy succulents still flourish but everything else is now gone. I apologize to each plant as it goes into the garbage bag at my side. Preparing the deck for the bareness of Fall now that Summer's blossoms have died. Clearing the deck at the end of the Summer is the " letting go" of the season. I can say it's because I'm cleaning for Fall but we know my neglect is the reason.

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Date: 9/20/2022 9:12:00 PM
"Clearing the deck at the end of the Summer is the " letting go" of the season." ! Beautiful lines. Only if we let somethings go, we can have a new beginning ! Love your poem, dear Francine!
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Date: 8/31/2022 7:01:00 PM
Oh Francine I chuckled as I read this. It really hit home. You write with such honest wit. I truly loved this poem.
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Francine Roberts
Date: 8/31/2022 7:09:00 PM
thank you , that is what I have spent my two days off doing , clearing the deck , so it came honestly , lol

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