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Esmeralda
A framed etching hangs
In the background of a silent traipsing dream
As she waits in preponderance
of words gathered along the way
A basket of flowers lies on the floor
Healing her heart upon a whimsical score
As she waits in loving song
Murmurous words to adorn
Every whim of her love
In beauty is born
Copyright ©
Rick Parise
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