A Thing of Beauty
a poem a day for a year
Thursday, May 30, 2013
#149
Karen's grandma's grape irises
actually smell like grapes,
the purple flowers' aroma
permeates the house in a
sleek glass vase in my front room,
surrounded by my friend's art
and heart.
catherinenglish 05-29-2013
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