Friday, February 27, 2015

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A handful of dried bulbs as a gift
Sprout long green fingers
That stretch to the light
Then stretch some more
I think I smelled their perfume
before I realized they'd blossomed
A glorious peppery scent in the room

You've heard of the knight
Riding in on his white horse
To save the princess?

It's the Paperwhites
That have come to save me
Instead


12 comments:

  1. If we can't have real spring, then the scent of spring and a few flowers in a vase are the next best thing. :o)

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  2. Dear Rosemary, a fantastic poem and your pictures are as well. I can feel Sring coming up. Hope your snow is gone. Groetjes, Hetty

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  3. Stunning images of these flowers.
    The poem is beautiful.
    I hope soon come spring.
    Have a happy weekend, Rosemary.

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  4. Love the white with the orange, perfection Rosemary.

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  5. Heel mooi wat heb je ze prachtig in beeld vooral de tweede foto met de stampers.

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  6. Beautiful words and pics, Rosemary! Happy weekend!

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  7. I love your poem and the pictures are of an outstanding beauty.
    Happy Sunday!

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  8. Beautiful photos and words accompanying, I know spring is a little while off for you yet, but soon everything will burst into action! Have a good week :-)

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  9. Beautiful pictures of this Paper Whites. The pure white have photographed beautifully. Great to see:-)

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  10. Que bonito post, me he paseado por tu bloc y me ha encantado.
    Te animo a hacer una ojeada en el post de esta semana y seguro que veras algunas ideas realmente interesantes.Deseo que te guste y si es así me alegraria que te hicieras seguidora. gracias por visitarme.
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  11. Lovely and delicate images, perfect text.

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Thank you so much for your kind words :)

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