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Friday, March 24, 2006


© 2001 Mark Robert Gates

I experience flowers
Whenever they bloom for hours,
All sorts beacon from strong towers,
“Rebirth and re-growth,
Our Creator’s all mighty powers.”

Tulip bloom and daffodil,
Garden room with roses fill,
Blooming trees pollinated between
With honeybees, mighty looking keen.

Everything growing color
Rainbow seedlings bursting out,
Nature’s call blindly follow
Reaching bloom without a scout.

Reality fine the flowers rise,
Picture book wine all I eyes.
I am thankful of my reward
Of flowers stems  
Of celestial toward
The country trims
With joy eternal
And pleasant forever,
“The florist internal
Is creation’s endeavor.”

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