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Vines in Hues

Feathery vines twine and twist with thirst, carefree they journey wither and hither wild; filigree hues of green they grow unrehearsed, staggeringly beautiful- who cannot be beguiled. Flowing from my hanging baskets so pretty, growing in my window boxes quite over reaching; elbowing for space in the pot it really is a pity, showing they are bullies- other blooms beseeching. ________________________ March 3, 2021 Poetry/Lento/Vines in Hues Copyright Protected, ID 03-1333-726-03 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

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