Dear FlowerA poem by Deborah E Martin Dear Flower My apologies I forgot to water you I was not intentionally uncaring my mind was just too full it’s become Swiss cheese I’m sorry your blossoms will fall becoming messy on the table at the foot of... Continue Reading →
Chairs on a Hill A poem by Deborah E Martin Chairs on a Hill Winding Vermont tree-lined roads Driving through a veil of rain Beyond the curve of the road A hill comes into view dotted with Orange, blue, yellow, white Flowered,... Continue Reading →
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