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Mother's Flowers


Rose petals, crimson hue
Soft as velvet, morning dew
sensual fragrance
nostrils awaken
floral delight, pleasurable sight
may flowers
 mother's flowers

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Andrea Dietrich

April 4, 2012 at 10:31 PM

well, here I am back at this marvelous one for both spring and mother's day. I kept clicking and clicking on your poems. I really believe I have seen them all. I know you are going to have an awesome Easter. Luv, Andrea

Andrea Dietrich

November 2, 2011 at 8:53 PM

When did you put these all up that I missed them? Gosh, this is so sweet. WAs it for the Best holiday poem contest?

Poet Destroyer A

November 1, 2011 at 8:37 AM

a very lovely poem Phyllis, i love the rose petals ,, reddish hue.... enjoyed,..p.d.

Carol Sunshine Brown

November 1, 2011 at 6:20 AM

Tis the first of November and the day is starting out beautiful. The poetry I am reading this morning is very diverse and should make my whole day enjoyable as I read it. Your hearts are overflowing onto your paper and makes such amazing reading. Thank you for sharing your writing with us Phyllis. Love, Carol

Elizabeth Wesley

October 31, 2011 at 9:57 PM

Hi Phyllis, Her garden is lovely and you bring it all to life. Nothing in the world like roses. :)

Phyllis Babcock

November 1, 2011 at 9:06 AM

Mom's flowers are beautiful come summer. Roses are her favorite flower.

Janette Fisher

October 31, 2011 at 2:52 PM

A beautiful piece Phyllis - it reminded of the bunches of flowers that I would buy my mother every friday when I got paid when I first started work. Hope you are well my friend...love Janette x

Phyllis Babcock

November 1, 2011 at 9:05 AM

The rose is my mother's favorite flower so whenever I get to visit her I take some red roses. She plants so many flowers in the spring but come summer her yard is beautiful.

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