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In My Father's Garden

In my father's garden there are no ugly roses only buds of beauty ready to perfume every day he waters giving love, & special care then tenderly he hovers, as they bloom Mystic Rose

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Phyllis Babcock

Date: 8/26/2019 12:27:00 PM

Beautiful poem. love phyl

Sandra Adams

Date: 8/23/2019 8:59:00 PM

isn't love what helps the gardens grow? this paints a wonderful picture....beautiful write :) hugs

Matthew Anish

Date: 8/22/2019 12:18:00 PM

Nice poem about flowers. My grandmother thought flowers proved the existence of God. How are things in Turkey these days? Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Nette Onclaud

Date: 8/22/2019 12:02:00 PM

ohh, enthralled by the gentle reverie of your father's loving care, vie... you have his spirit; endearing poem!...huggs

Chris Green

Date: 8/22/2019 10:42:00 AM

This was beautiful. A man in his garden, I know that feeling well.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 8/22/2019 7:05:00 AM

Your poem is beautiful like the roses..and tender like your love for your father.