Sunday 14th June
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A quiet, gentle Sunday
Between sunshine and showers
We don’t mingle much
Just tend the garden flowers
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Thinking of you
As we always do
Treasured Angel son
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Threatening clouds over the town
About to produce a sharp downpour
Beautiful poem and the flowers are gorgeous!
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Thank you so much.
Most kind.
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Beautiful photos and a beautiful sentiment
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Thank you very much indeed.
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Every Sunday’s is always glorious.
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Thank you.
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