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The Flowers

I spied a hidden garden Among the hills of gold A glorious garden Alive with brilliant flowers. Their colors beckoned to me As if to say, "Come, see my splendor And drink of my beauty." As I looked at the garden I saw two bright, special flowers Their petals touched each other And their leaves were intertwined Their colors blended and Their roots ran deep. I left the garden happy of heart And filled with joy. I wanted to pass that way Again soon. As spring turned into summer I remembered the garden And hastily ran through the hills To spy it again once more. As I approached the garden A strange silence settled in I saw that there were some Flowers in bloom Though less than before. At long last I found my special flowers But then my heart began to break For what I saw wounded my soul. My special flowers had faded And where once petals and leaves Has so lovingly embraced A wild weed had taken It's place. So carefully I pulled the weed And tended to the flowers. And afterwards My soul found peace And my heart sang for joy. Written on 1/16/2014

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Date: 7/17/2015 6:36:00 PM
This could apply as a great analogy to life. Spending time on relationships and putting a little effort into them will keep the plants healthy and weeds away. Great thought provoking poem. I like the feel of it to, almost like I can smell the growing things and soil.
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Laura Leiser
Date: 7/18/2015 3:19:00 PM
Thank you, Isaiah! I'm glad you enjoyed my analogy, too :)
Date: 7/16/2015 7:56:00 PM
Congratulations Laura! I enjoyed your story.
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Laura Leiser
Date: 7/18/2015 3:18:00 PM
Thank you, Richard! I appreciate stopping by and your kind words :)
Date: 7/14/2015 2:19:00 AM
nice win. PD
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Laura Leiser
Date: 7/14/2015 2:02:00 PM
Thanks so much, Linda :)
Date: 7/14/2015 12:33:00 AM
LAURA,, Congratulations on your awesome story win. Love SKAT
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Laura Leiser
Date: 7/14/2015 2:02:00 PM
Thank you very much, Skat :)
Date: 7/13/2015 2:52:00 PM
beautifully uplifting story Laura congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx
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Laura Leiser
Date: 7/14/2015 2:01:00 PM
Thank you, Jan! Your kind words always encourage me :)
Date: 7/13/2015 2:45:00 PM
Laura, this is so moving and beautiful, I just love it. 7 and thanks for visiting my feather poem
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Laura Leiser
Date: 7/14/2015 2:00:00 PM
Thanks so much, BW :) You are always kind!
Date: 7/11/2015 7:25:00 AM
Wonderful story Laura. So often His splendor fills us with such joy. Funny, I too symbolically pick the weeds at our Blessed Mother's Feet in my garden. Thus it is not a chore but a great joy in my heart. Take care and have a great weekend.
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Laura Leiser
Date: 7/14/2015 2:00:00 PM
Thank you, Vincent, for stopping by with your kind words! I really appreciate them :)
Date: 7/10/2015 9:26:00 PM
this is so lovely. The garden could be a metaphor for other things, things that fade or die and just need to be revived. A lovingly crafted poem!
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Laura Leiser
Date: 7/10/2015 10:39:00 PM
Thank you, Andrea. I really appreciate your comments, too, and am glad you enjoyed my poem :)
Date: 7/10/2015 4:02:00 PM
Your words took stage and treated the reader to a glimpse of your imagination and poetic skills. A well structured poem with an emotional release launching it into our conscious mind with striking impact. Emile.
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Laura Leiser
Date: 7/10/2015 8:16:00 PM
Thank you, Emile. I really appreciate your kind and encouraging words! Especially from a poet as talented as yourself :)

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