Connie Yost

Rookie - 20 Points (5/27/38 / Reed City, Michigan)

Morning Glory - Poem by Connie Yost

I know you can't stay,
Tomorrow, already,
You'll be going away.

Another tall charmer
Will smile in your place,
And laugh with a soft
Summer rain on her face.

To mounds of moss roses
That cuddle your feet,
I so admiringly sing.
To those pert portulacas
In wide-awake colors that zing! i

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This morning glory is named Heavenly Blue.

Comments about Morning Glory by Connie Yost

  • Gold Star - 69,929 Points Gajanan Mishra (4/29/2013 6:37:00 AM)

    summer rain on face.good poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, April 29, 2013

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