Sunday 9th December
.
I know you’re there
When late at night
Through the curtains
There’s a chink of light
A small moonbeam
Shining so bright
Such a calming
Wonderful sight
My Angel boy
On wings in flight
I do miss you
With all my might
.
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Beautiful arrangements and poem! Is the middle photo of poppies?
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Thank you so much.
I think those flowers are anemones.
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Just so beautiful
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Thank you.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you very much indeed.
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