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Let a Zillion Flowers Bloom

There's a town upon a hill where flowers love to dwell; where the weather brings more chill from November to April. The flowers come in cluster - all the hues - red to purple. Their beauty calls a praise - a festive full of grace. My memories were left to dwell on such town upon a hill where the flowers cast a spell - treasured like a jewel. For a tree makes a house, but a flower makes it a home. Dare so deeply to announce: "let a zillion flowers bloom!" October 24, 2022 A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand

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Date: 10/24/2022 7:53:00 AM
This is sweet. A home wherever the flowers bloom. I love the last stanza Roger. :)
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R. B. Cawis
Date: 10/24/2022 11:09:00 AM
Thank you very much.. Yes, a house becomes a home because of the flowers, impliedly personified as women or the wives in my poem... A house will not be a home without them...

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