posting poetic prose
09 Dec 2015 3 Comments
by lynn__ in Uncategorized
dyed in happiness
beauty of iris childhood
mother’s pride and joy
Link to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
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Mark M. Redfearn Dec 14, 2015 @ 13:58:45
My maternal grandmother was the iris keeper…
Thanks for reminding me of Grandma Mac with your handful of words.
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Paloma Dec 10, 2015 @ 02:00:19
This reminds me of my childhood as grandmother cultivated a huge iris farm. nicely done.
lynn__ Dec 10, 2015 @ 07:47:24
Beautiful memories…thank you for commenting.
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a poem in my pocket 
Dec 14, 2015 @ 13:58:45
My maternal grandmother was the iris keeper…
Thanks for reminding me of Grandma Mac with your handful of words.
Dec 10, 2015 @ 02:00:19
This reminds me of my childhood as grandmother cultivated a huge iris farm. nicely done.
Dec 10, 2015 @ 07:47:24
Beautiful memories…thank you for commenting.