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Where Good Intentions Lay

Where Good Intentions Lay

Most good intentions are resting on the petals of a sunflower
wrestling against the autumn wind and straining  to find the sun.
Slowly slipping from their golden platform and meandering on a
gentle thermal ,finding rest on the dry bracken ground,
only to then slowly decay within  the roughness of the soil,
and  then  be forever buried
 

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StevieC

Love the picture you have created where sometimes all the best intentions are somehow, lost  and forgotten..but hopefully many more will be remembered and valued. This is a lovely piece of work Lodi, succinct, descriptive and a thoroughly entertaining read. 

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lodigiana

Thanks so much StevieC always love to get your comments. Lodigiana xx

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Marion

Very beautiful description of a sad truth ??

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lodigiana

You are so right Marion, thank you so  very  much. Lodigiana xx

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Nigel Cresswell...

Lady L this is so beautifully told it reminds me of Kahlil Gilbran. Sad but beautiful.
Great write my friend,
Nigel.

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lodigiana

Thanks so much my friend..really pleased you like it Nigel. Sometimes I am inclined to ramble on a bit but this felt short and complete enough in just a few lines  - which for me is a bit of a miracle!   Lady L xx

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