Notes About The Poem

painting by Lin Lane
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A Gift of a Painting
He offered me a painted flower
Its genus I did not know
But the token gift had the power
to melt my heart of snow
I really didn't give a fig
if it had been a bent twig
The gift he rendered on a whim
came from the best part of him
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