“Daffodils, that come before the swallow dares, and take the winds of March with beauty.” — William Shakespeare.
I wondered at the vibrant yellow,
the rich saturation of this bowing
daffodil, the happy hue
of a fluted bloom that greeted
me this morning,
It seemed the sun had poured
in its warmth, filled it
with so much joy to share,
that the lovely flower stands
hour upon hour in the humble
stance of prayer.
—C.L. Fisher, March 2021
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Poetic Meanderings 
Always in sync, our souls, it seems! 😃😊💛☀️
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October 14, 2020 in the garden at 7 pm
“Bestow unto us the gentle glow of water
From which our thirst be quenched
For the promise of the fullness of life and sweet blooms someday.
You are the faithful tiller who bent to gently lay us down. Thank you, for you now will water us and wait until we behold each other in the spring time.
March 2021
As promised, here we are in spring time to greet you in the morning, warm your heart at midday and whisper you farewell near sunset.
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So beautiful, friend!
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The flowers in front of the office are beautiful. You’ve made a lovely impact on the place♥️
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They are so fragrant, too! I am so glad I got to be a helper in planting those bulbs.
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