Sifting through the dandelions of the past-
Memories parachuting, down- slowly,
Forget- me- nots, the bloom of my day.
The scent of the years drifting through me,
Is a rose, just a rose, or more?
Blossoms shrouded in caring.
As the petals fall, one by one;
Sweet magnolia's in my mind.
Fragrance blowing to me-
On the winds of time.
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Written April 17th, 2003
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Oh man this is simply beautiful!!
As the petals fall, one by one;
Sweet magnolia's in my mind.
Fragrance blowing to me-
Powerful with so few words...this is a gem
Red -
This is an amazing write
Especially love the last stanza
Karen
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