The flower, today, is without a rhyme
Try as I might, can't get it to gel this time
So, let the flower for itself speak
Its beauty, by far, is more powerful than my limited poetic streak.
The outcome of a limited group chatter, where my cousin shares pix of flowers from her garden and I attempt to weave rhymes around them. These posts expanded beyond the blog, went onto Twitter, where friends generously shared their flowers; these are posted here with their permissions. As usual images are theirs, the descriptions mine
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Lovely
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