Upon My Heart
Touching the Rosemary left its herbal scent upon my hands and clothes
As I sit here hours later I am reminded of those few seconds in the yard_
Purple blooms got my attention
Its the heart of winter and there they were
Purple blossoms drawing me to come and view
Now the essence of Rosemary is upon my hands and clothes
Your laughter and character are upon my heart...
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