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Skinnygarfield  (12 years ago)



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There is not any weed but hath its shower,
There is not any pool but hath its star;
And black and muddy though the waters are
We may not miss the glory of a flower,
And winter moons will give them magic power
To spin in cylinders of diamond spar;
And everything hath beauty near and far,
And keepeth close and waiteth on its hour!
And I, when I encounter on my road
A human soul that looketh black and grim,
Shall I more ceremonious be than God?
Shall I refuse to watch one hour with him
Who once beside our deepest woe did bud
A patient watching flower about the brim?

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Skinnygarfield  (12 years ago)



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Perfumes are the feelings of flowers.

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,

And left the flushed print in a poppy there.

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Skinnygarfield  (12 years ago)
GOOD EVENING


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