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~ From Such Is Poetry...~

{to taste of life a lily}

~ From Such Is Poetry...~

How delicious it would be
To taste of life a Lily,
To sweep into a patch of grass
Moving warm and ever lasts...

Comes a time, when souls swim green
Takes of time its soft and sultry
As cotton wind on feathered feelings
Soaking up Buttercups, and just thinking

An inkling, of what might brightly bloom
Ginger berries, manifesting mushrooms
Frolicking fairies, glowing golden wings
The softness subtle and the quiet sings

Comes a time, when the world so still
Echoes nothing, but dreams fulfilled
Become a garden, of dancing lights
Birthing beauty and creativity, excites

From such, is poetry and artistry born
And all the world, with color adorned
Oh, how delicious it would be
To taste of life, a Lily....

Tony Taylor

 

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Jill Tait

Awww I adore Lilies Tony great write my friend ?❤️?

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Tony Taylor

As do I JILL!!..... As do I!!!......thanx for stopping by!!....... later....T xo.  : )

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Tony Taylor

Why thank you most kindly GREG!!......I appreciate it greatly kind sir!!...... Peace!!........T xo : )

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