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Marigolds'

So as one begins walking, is there nowhere left to go? To carry-on is the Marigolds' only reason found to grow Red and orange incredible the closer that they glow Cornucopias of shapes they have; but never a perfect row Rich variations beautifully subtle is the show In our mournings; kindness, and solidarity, they're left in tow However, ruthlessly; what they give left to burn in snow

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 3/13/2024 6:24:00 AM

I adire marigolds and this is a knockout right by the way. It’s very dramatic, especially the last line.. WOW! Have a good day, Pangie

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 3/13/2024 9:04:00 AM

:) They are some of the most incredible flowers that get the least amount of respect in my opinion. Looking forward to seeing them again as spring is around the corner! Regards A.S.

Paige Hind

Date: 2/24/2024 7:11:00 PM

"Red and orange incredible the closer that they glow"- so one needs to look more closely..? Another gift from you, and a pleasure to read- <3 :)

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 2/24/2024 7:16:00 PM

I'm of the opinion that in life most people don't look close enough, sadly they miss so much...... it's good to be seen A.S.