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Grandmas Garden

Fragrant lovely pink roses in the month of May Pretty marigolds also in my sight I’m in grandma’s garden so fine. Spy little butterfly Day is beautiful and the warming sun is bright A magic that warms me from head to toe In my sage imagination I always go Back to this moment of glorious light Barely takes blink of hazel eye Small leap across a line Lilies and daffodils, also tulip delight Whimsical garden, incredibly gay Nostalgia whisks me back to this fine summer day Watching a bumblebee with all his might A buzz upon his royal dine Luna moth butterfly Floating in the air like a heavenly green kite Furiously loved grandma’s garden so…. Written 1-04-2021 Contest: A Little Memory Sponsor: Constance La France Checked syllables with www.howmanysyllables.com

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Date: 1/14/2021 5:14:00 PM
This poem is.credit to you, Caren. Your command of imagery especially. Many thanks for your review of Worst Suspicions and for reading it. Howard
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/14/2021 5:48:00 PM
Thank you so much Howard. I appreciate it.