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My Garden

My garden doesn’t grow here anymore, geraniums in a box on my porch floor. I’d like to have a lovely garden yard but with my arthritis that’s too hard. So, I must settle for geraniums, and in the fall be satisfied with mums. I tend a garden of a different kind, the one that generates inside my mind and with good thoughts the gentle flowers grow making happiness I've come to know. 7/31/20 Petal, buds, blossoms, bees, birds, butterflies!' Contest Sponsor: Silent One

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Date: 8/2/2020 9:07:00 AM
Janis, congratulations on your win. Hugs Eve
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Date: 8/2/2020 3:34:00 AM
Your muse is a great example of how to find beauty and hope when the garden of life is barren. Your mind is a beautiful garden. Congratulations on your win Janis :)
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Date: 8/1/2020 11:43:00 AM
- Congratulations on your win, Janis :) - // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 8/1/2020 8:37:00 AM
Sorry that your garden is not what it was once, however, you seem to have made most of your situation.. Congratulations on your placement in the contest..
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Date: 7/31/2020 3:46:00 PM
Well done. The flow of this poem was delightfully natural Janis.
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