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Thursday, April 4, 2013

Dandelions




Cold, weary,
hardened by winter snows, 
I longed for  
sweet, fragrant healing
when you bloomed in spring. 
Blinded by April sun
I blinked.
When my eyes opened
you'd blown away.


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  1. AnonymousApril 4, 2013 at 11:06 AM

    Oh, perfect! Succinct, vivid imagery.

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  2. AnonymousApril 4, 2013 at 5:16 PM

    sweet :)


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