07 Thursday Jun 2012
Posted in Poetry
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bliss, death, destiny, dreams, faith, gifts, grace, life, living, love, nature, reason, romance, spirit, truth, wonder
Would ever I be lifted
from this place of frail abode ~
and sail beyond
the whitest clouds
to play
in daffodils
(my only will)
shall be to know again
the thought that was ~
that brought the rain to me
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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Indeed, Maryrose. I can almost hear them squealing ‘me, me, me’……… So beautiful. Thank you. ~ Love, Bobbie
heart’s contentment to be with the daffodils!
…or to be reincarnated as one……. 🙂 Thanks, Jeannie. ~ Love, Bobbie