Bleeding Heart Poem by Marilyn Lott
Bleeding Heart
It is a flower I remember as a child
So delicate it was to me
Hanging off of their branches
Shaped in a heart for all to see.
Years later when I owned property
In a wooded area upon a hill
There was wild Bleeding Heart
And you know, I have some still.
Monday, April 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
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5/5/2024 9:47:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Short and sweet. Very nice. Thanks for sharing.