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Flower Bed

Flower Bed Once bold, bright yellow now, fuzzy white. Planted by chance of wind, unlike the impatiens flourishing in the shade. Blow far away. Swelter in the sun, in fear of being spotted lodged between rocks, or in a crack of a driveway. Perhaps, a child may mistake you for a flower, in his ignorance of youth. While shedding petals, always to be a rose. Surely, a thorn to a dandelion, removed from the garden of beauty.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 9/19/2016 6:22:00 PM
a lovely poem Sharon - have to admit dandelions are not my favourite to find in my garden but I find them and impatiens and pansies which have self seeded - isn't nature wonderful!:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 9/12/2016 8:01:00 PM
Beautiful.
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Sharon Riggio
Date: 9/13/2016 8:50:00 AM
I looked up your poetry but do not understand how to decide which form of poetry something is. By chance do you know of a good reference book to help me learn the differences between poems. I would appreciate your help. Thank you for liking Flower Bed. Sharon

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