When I see those tiny, purple
blooms on this cold
January
day, I am swept
with summer warmth and know I have
to take them home.
I give a sigh
of gratitude
for those things money can buy , like
this tiny bit
of summer on
a winter day.
JDG
When I see those tiny, purple
blooms on this cold
January
day, I am swept
with summer warmth and know I have
to take them home.
I give a sigh
of gratitude
for those things money can buy , like
this tiny bit
of summer on
a winter day.
JDG
In your poetry, Joan, I especially love, the surprises, like :the “gratitude for things
money CAN buy.” Most effectively done!
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