Violets
- Zondrae
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Violets
Violets.
I had posted this poem before but when I tried to access it from my list under the 'Index of Members Poems' it is missing a link.... So I am posting it again. When I did a Google search it came up under the stone the Crows comp.
can't have that!
Violets
Zondrae King (Corrimal)
Violets live by my garden path
They have no house, they have no hearth.
Their home is right there where they sit
and they don't mind it; not one bit.
Between the rocks, in cracks, they wedge,
or sometimes tumble o'er a ledge.
They don't ask too much out of life
She has no husband; he no wife.
They stand in silence every day
to add some beauty to our way.
They dress alike in mauve and white
and settle, nestled for the night.
Then when next morning has begun
they turn their faces to the sun.
There isn't much they ask of us
They need no fanfare, need no fuss.
They only hope that now and then
we stop to look and comprehend
There's nothing that we need to say
just maybe smile and walk away.
I had posted this poem before but when I tried to access it from my list under the 'Index of Members Poems' it is missing a link.... So I am posting it again. When I did a Google search it came up under the stone the Crows comp.
can't have that!
Violets
Zondrae King (Corrimal)
Violets live by my garden path
They have no house, they have no hearth.
Their home is right there where they sit
and they don't mind it; not one bit.
Between the rocks, in cracks, they wedge,
or sometimes tumble o'er a ledge.
They don't ask too much out of life
She has no husband; he no wife.
They stand in silence every day
to add some beauty to our way.
They dress alike in mauve and white
and settle, nestled for the night.
Then when next morning has begun
they turn their faces to the sun.
There isn't much they ask of us
They need no fanfare, need no fuss.
They only hope that now and then
we stop to look and comprehend
There's nothing that we need to say
just maybe smile and walk away.
Zondrae King
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a woman of words
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Re: Violets
G/day Zondrae
I reckon that's a lovely little poem.
Terry
I reckon that's a lovely little poem.
Terry
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Re: Violets
just like the flowers Zondrae - very pretty - and they do indeed smile - like pansies - they have faces
Hope you don't mind that I have shared it to our FB Page

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Re: Violets
They only hope that now and then
we stop to look and comprehend
That bit has been jagging on me all day Zondrae ?
Bob
we stop to look and comprehend
That bit has been jagging on me all day Zondrae ?
Bob
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Re: Violets
They really are a beautiful flower Zondrae so softly coloured. Some gardeners believe that plants are sentient. If so I'm sure they would love your poem.
Bob as a fisherman you should know that jagging has long been outlawed.
Wazza
Bob as a fisherman you should know that jagging has long been outlawed.


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Re: Violets
You poor thing Bob, that sounds painful. 

Neville
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