Immodesty

She had no pride
Standing naked before the world
Arms out-stretched
To God and sky
Until Spring waltzed in and
Clothed her.



Cynthia
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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September 8, 2012 at 4:00 AM
"when the geraniums rose that high" sorry ol rhymers never die, love it mate...Don
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September 8, 2012 at 3:07 AM
Good morning Cynthia, awake so early. Here's clock is 11.05 (midday) But a poet write best at night time, lovely little poem Cynthia. Go back to your bed. Have a nice weekend. -oxox love Anne-Lise :)
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