The rosemary is in bloom.
Achingly delicate tiny blossoms,
The color of heated sky and summertime,
Promise forthcoming delights
In the spicy scent of their fleshy leaves.
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Must be a lovely morning I guess
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It is a lovely morning in a subdued way. Anticipation is the key.
I hope your day is lovely as well.
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It surely is, quite bright almost cloudless skies and of course made more beautiful with your lovely poetry 🙂
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Thank you Mak! My job is done here. 😉
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Ah, c’est mieux aujourd’hui, cherie.
Une poesie delectable.
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Merci. AnElephantCan sweet talk. Smile.
Bien sûr, j’anticipe.
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Very lovely!
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Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it.
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My rosemary came to flower a few days ago…. lovely!
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So you see exactly what I am talking about. Glad you agree. Smile.
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I used to know a girl named Rosemary and……….. Oh, you were talking about a different kind of Rosemary !!! Pretty poem, Em.
Paul
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Summer delights? Just kidding! Glad you liked it. Smile.
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Lovely. As ever.
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Thank you. Kindly. As ever. Smiles.
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