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Wooing the Artist With Flowers

Words are merely thoughts to keep flowers company; Pictures you can hang in your hall. But the faces of these blossoms, Slightly jealous of your smile, See well past the obstacles you have stored there. There is tenderness in their contemplation of the grayness in your eyes. And they mutter amidst the clutter, 'tis not the speed that makes the journey, but the direction that you choose’. Whilst welcoming the warmth from your hands as you arrange them.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 6/5/2015 2:45:00 AM
Hi IGOR.. Just a quick note to congratulate you for having this impressive write featured on Soup's home page. Blessings and keep writing wonderful works! -LM
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Date: 6/2/2015 11:40:00 PM
IGOR, Congratulations on having your poem featured this week. SKAT love
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Date: 6/1/2015 10:19:00 AM
Hey Igor, BIG congratulations on your sweet poem being featured this week! Be Blessed, Neva
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Date: 10/22/2014 9:40:00 AM
Bravo! A great poem! And so very unique.
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