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[title] => A Roadside Flower
[time] => 2004-12-13 14:58:41
[hometext] => A story of love from past that has been through tests yet remains love.
[bodytext] => A Roadside Flower The day began in a radiant glow And the rain had settled the dust There arose such a sight the eye was wide For in the din of morning’s light A flower smiled with glimmer and grace With petals so fine and velvet to touch And pistle of snowy white The green of her leaves and willowed stem So slight of height aura of poise Standing alone compassion perceived Fresh fragrance not tainted by man When closing my eyes young again Aroma flittered wafting in the breeze I felt it inside and all about This sensory moment linger not end No baggage nor toil to rend any harm Endearing in warmth completely pervades Outstretched arms and frailty of limb She offers up to thy inner self Do not waver but hold what she gives She brings to us from Persian days Sense of innocence no hostile thought When natural being was all we knew No sorrow nor trials of consequence Only days and nights for our dreams Some of us in our own special way Reminisce and smile unto space Thoughts of when freedom grew To make love not war And the sixties live on in a flowers smile I met that lady some years ago When she sat by the roadside With her radiant glow Now we share the joy of our love With our hearts, hands, smiles and embrace Douglas N. Peterson Copywrite@2004 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 2 [informant] => newewe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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