Friends just hanging out
I shall believe
There is healing in this field
Enough rose tears
My roses are heavy with moisture
soaked from all the rains
Today when I looked at them
I remembered….
In tears I’ve pruned and bathed
Every time they bloom
I get my pruning sheers
I dead head all the dead blooms
6 rounds produced last year
I thought to me they looked as if
they were crying Rose tears
had they soaked up all my grief
I’ve poured out these 7 years
I don’t know. . .it’s ok my friends
Enough Rose tears were cried for me
Embrace Your Inner Orange
Live Pink, Today…
GET me to the PINK! Here she is all shiny! Yay for the Lady that whispers to butterflies, that is filled with LIGHT PINK light! YES!
Follow The Pixie Dust
Yay fir Pixie Dust!
Pink Trees and a White Picket Fence…
GET me to the PINK! I know when it’s time for PINK and it’s TIME









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