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The seed sprouted into a sapling
I willed it on to green
soon amidst the greens I saw pink,
may be real or just a dream.
Then I felt the flutter
of youthful exuberance
touch me, engulf me, entice me;
as I watched the dream unfold
right before my eyes, when
from amidst the bud emerged
a blooming, blushing, charming You
my lips rushed to claim, with a brush on dew.

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Free verse
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What a dream Ra
nicely written
love judy

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

A neat short write and the theme was good just put another way,
Take care, Yours Ian

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Yours as always, Ian.T, Sparrow, and Yenti

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raj (sublime_ocean)

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