tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355157437969935487.post9098578057331021853..comments2023-12-22T04:06:22.782-06:00Comments on come sit by my fire: Sunday Morning PoetryRelyn Lawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389583730002062714noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355157437969935487.post-57329905556186855742012-11-12T08:16:57.156-06:002012-11-12T08:16:57.156-06:00There are always flowers for those who want to see...There are always flowers for those who want to see them.<br />~Henri Matisse <br /><br />Love and hugs<br />JeanneJeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01293792756156797816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355157437969935487.post-34863668267733253702012-11-11T21:46:20.373-06:002012-11-11T21:46:20.373-06:00Oh in some ways it is sort of scary almost like a ...Oh in some ways it is sort of scary almost like a werewolf feel to it, but oh to drool over words and poetry. How totally mesmerizing. Marilyn Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355157437969935487.post-65449331494900075552012-11-11T17:49:08.926-06:002012-11-11T17:49:08.926-06:00oh my gosh, relyn,
i think i just ate THIS poem.
L...oh my gosh, relyn,<br />i think i just ate THIS poem.<br />LOOOOVE it!<br />xoxoxrachel aweshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08924943875521153558noreply@blogger.com