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Jun 16, 2010
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The Memory of Flowers
the tulips
were bleeding
on my dress
as the lilies cried
tears of stone
I watched
the babies breath
enchant
a congregation
but it was the petals
of a white rose
that released a memory
of orchids,
the Orchids
are who I am
blooming in the exotic,
and handled with care
beautiful to behold
in the garden
of my mind
— Seren, Jun 16, 2010
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Candlewitch
15 years 11 months ago
Dear Jayne
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
thanks heaps for the comment
Nordic cloud
15 years 11 months ago
Oh how you bloom, you orchid goddess.
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
my darlin friend … your a
shirley harrison
15 years 11 months ago
loved it all
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
Dear Shirley
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
opppsss double post
Geezer
15 years 11 months ago
Flowers everwhere...
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
Dear Gee
Geezer
15 years 11 months ago
I'm working on it...
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
GeeTwo of my sons are
xena465
15 years 11 months ago
Beautiful JayCee
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
Dear Xena
greeneyes
15 years 11 months ago
Ive been thinking of flowers
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
Our dear Ann got me thinking
loved
15 years 11 months ago
roses all the way five million stars toooooooooo
loved
15 years 11 months ago
roses all the way five million stars toooooooooo
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
Dear Loved
judyanne
15 years 11 months ago
lovely jc
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
Thanks Judd