More flowers this morning but this time combined with beautiful words from Sue Vincent.
There were always flowers.
Orchids pinned upon a mother’s breast,
All lace and diamonds.
Long black gloves
And painted lips,
As she left, laughing.
A child who watched
As the door closed.
There were flowers…
Yellow tulips,
Cellophane and ribbon
A girl who blushed
As the curtain fell
Upon the stage;
She cradled them,
A first bouquet.
There were flowers,
Roses and lilies
White, in hands and hair,
Their fragrance mingled
With frankincense,
A ghost of awe and wonder
Finding a home
In memory.
There were flowers…
Rainbow hued,
Everywhere.
Greeting a life newborn,
With love and welcome,
Lighting stark severity
As a babe cried.
There were flowers…
Daisy chains
Around his brow,
Crowning him with sunlight,
In laughter,
In simplicity,
In love.
There were flowers,
Three roses,
Red as life,
Placed in a cold hand,
One for each heart
Saying farewell.
Too long,
Too soon.
There are flowers,
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Love this!!
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Thank you 🙂
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You are welcome, it really is beautifully written.
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Thanks for sharing, Sally 🙂 xx
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Lovely Sue.. xxxx
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❤ xx
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Just gorgeous! ❤
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Thanks, Debby xx
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Lovely!
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It is… xxx
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Thanks, Jennie.
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You are welcome, Sue.
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