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Monday, November 26, 2018

Red Rose




We’re both planted firmly in the earth.
On shaky ground -- in doubt.
We’re both upset at times.
Not knowing what we’re mad about.
However, we don’t belong here.
We both understand...
We must find our fragrant red rose.
And leave this barren land.

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6 comments:

  1. C. SandlinNovember 27, 2018 at 12:32 PM

    Lovely...it seems like the start of a story.

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  2. Carrie Van HornNovember 28, 2018 at 1:48 PM

    Oh Vicki, I truly hear you here! Such misery in loss, but you have also shown the hope of life eternal in your words of loss. Beautifully done!! It touches my heart so deeply!

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  3. purplepeninportland.comNovember 28, 2018 at 5:45 PM

    A perfect opening to a story.

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