WRITING: Morning

I love the violets; grape jelly smiles bid me good morning.  Johnny-jump-ups on green pogo sticks because they’re really short, you know.  The lavendar and white lilac trees I could close my eyes and find by following my nose around the house.  But dandelions, persistent yellow puffs so strong and sturdy, lie decapitated by the mower’s blades.

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  1. ntexas99 says:

    I love the violets;
    grape jelly smiles
    bid me good morning.

    Johnny-jump-ups
    on green pogo sticks
    because they’re really short, you know.

    The lavendar and white lilac trees
    I could close my eyes and find
    by following my nose around the house.

    But dandelions,
    persistent yellow puffs
    so strong and sturdy,
    lie decapitated
    by the mower’s blades.

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    I could mistaken, but that almost looked like poetry to me …

    I especially loved the last part. In fact, I liked it a whole lot. (*smile*)

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