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We Poets

Flowers Of The Poet

We Poets

We poets bestow
our gifts to the world, hoping
that they'll be warmly
welcomed, by readers
of various persuasions.
And it's known by some,
who decipher proverbs, that
a hint of fragrance
clings to the hand that gives flowers
in sweet summer-time.

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Jim "The Lad" ....

lingering brilliance!.........................................................................................Jim

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