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Here are the rosy roses still blooming at Halloween time last year!!

Would someone tell me why my personal pictures do not stay here yet the ones from google images DO???

 

Ode To My Front Porch Roses

Oh, bushes, which near my front porch bloom between the months of April and of May, when I see you greening, I can assume your petals’ unfurling is on the way! I leave for work one day not knowing when the magic I anticipate will be. I come back home that afternoon, and then small pretty heads of roses there I see! Bright rosy red are those that first appear. The ones named Blue come at a slower pace. Sweet yellow and peach-hued ones – all are dear! Such happiness you bring me with your grace. April 11, 2017 for Shadow Hamilton's Ode to Flower(s)Poetry Contest
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Walker Avatar
April 18, 2017 at 5:05 PM
The beauty of roses seen through your words.
Yvonne Avatar
April 15, 2017 at 11:32 AM
'A rose by any other name...' A Fav.
Deo Avatar
April 15, 2017 at 4:20 AM
I love it Andrea. Many youth I work with, never want to touch plants, vegetables, or soil (Americans just say "dirt." No it's not; it is your food before seed was put in it, silly). I relate to watching any plant/seedling grow. It puts me in touch with how God uses agricultural metaphors in the Bible. Even our faith is called "seed," and the hearts are different soils. Bible never calls it "D I R T". shalom (Ok, preachers work Sundays, right. LOL)
Rycroft Avatar
April 15, 2017 at 3:54 AM
Great Ode Andrea loved it x
Melugin Avatar
April 15, 2017 at 2:45 AM
Dear Andrea, Your beautiful ode flowers with the sweetest poetic aroma. 7 My best, chuck
Rodrigues Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 5:53 PM
Lovely, Andrea!
May Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 5:45 AM
Beautiful write Andrea..Congrats on your win
Hamilton Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 4:56 AM
what a lovely scene to come home to Andrea with lush scent beckoning congrats on 4th place hugs
White Avatar
April 12, 2017 at 3:56 AM
I can see you come back every day, eager with anticipation waiting for those first roses :) So well penned, good luck in the contest, Andrea!
Trifiatis Avatar
April 12, 2017 at 1:35 AM
A well deseved Ode to God's multicoloured little miracles: Roses! Heavenly writing my friend, Andrea, I should write something about my roses that I enjoy all year round! Haha. A super 7!
Vinson Avatar
April 11, 2017 at 9:59 PM
Ah Andrea, I so love the different colors of roses. : )
Kannan Avatar
April 11, 2017 at 9:22 PM
A great ode Andrea... Loved it and I could see your flowers through your beautiful words... Good luck with the contest...
Duncan Avatar
April 11, 2017 at 7:44 PM
I love it when my flowers bloom. This year not so much. Just green leaves :)
Bauer Avatar
April 11, 2017 at 7:40 PM
a beautiful tribute to your flowers, andrea! i envy you such beauty right at your front door...
Parker Avatar
April 11, 2017 at 6:46 PM
one of the advantages of living in a warmer climate is my roses bloom most of the year..good luck in the contest
Marie Avatar
April 11, 2017 at 4:41 PM
I love the anticipation of seeing that first bud on any plant or flower! Roses are a wee bit finicky, well here certainly, so their arrival is all the more to celebrate. Your words are lovely and convey the Joy with glee. It is a special time you have captured beautifully Andrea. lynnxxx how is your walnut tree ...a poem update may be an idea:)
Green Avatar
April 11, 2017 at 4:19 PM
A beautiful poem that should do very well in the contest. You have painted a picture with your words this is breathtaking.
Allison Avatar
April 11, 2017 at 3:45 PM
an absolute joy to read Andrea I have one stanza written but have drawn a blank with the rest of it:-( hugs jan xx
Smith Avatar
April 11, 2017 at 3:41 PM
It is amazing when they bloom...I have one tulip that has bloomed so far in the front. Things seem so much better when the vibrant colors light everything up.
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