F L O W E R S Poem by JOE POEWHIT

F L O W E R S



I spend hours.
Looking at flowers.
GOD made love.
Like foam soapsuds.
All colors abound.
Very silent sound.
Gives time grace.
Flowers find place.
WHAT! ! ! ! ! ! ! ever - more.
Flower by the door.

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7/28/2013 POEWHIT

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Loyd C Taylor Sr 29 December 2013

Hi Joe, I enjoyed your poem. I wanted to thank you for your support of my work in the past. I hope you have a wonderful New Year! Loyd

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 14 December 2013

A divine winsome floral touch poem. A delight to read!

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Kolawole Ajao 29 July 2013

This is highly Rhythmical!

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JOE POEWHIT

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