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Each
floral gift a
presence
Within
the heart that
stays
A
moment of such
beauty
That
never fades
away.
Soft
and sweet the
petals
That
fill the heart
with glee
The
eye upon the
softness
That
sets the
spirit free.
Fragrance
soft and
wondrous
That
makes the day
so bright
Colors
soft with
comfort
That
fills a
heart's
delight.
Bouquet
of love is
glory
Within
each breath we
take
A
moment of such
pleasure
That
fills the
heart each
day.
~
Francine
Pucillo
~
Šused
with permission
Feb. 2005
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