My Flower Named Miracle Poem by Marilyn Lott

My Flower Named Miracle



I must say there is no other flower
That quite compares with her
When seen in a social setting
She gives folks quite a stir.

Miracle is this lady's name, my friend
Her color makes me smile
I sit upon my patio swing
Enjoying this Miracle all the while.

My Flower Named Miracle
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Marilyn Lott

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Washington state USA
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