A Thing of Beauty
a poem a day for a year
Sunday, July 7, 2013
#184
The bicycles and flora
of Europe left me wanting
to plant flowers
in every window,
ride my bike every day,
stop, smell
the flowers, soak up
the sun and grow.
catherinenglish 07-03-2013
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