Children in a family are like flowers in a bouquet.
Marcelene Cox
Windowsill Bouquets
By Elece Hollis
Spring comes inside
To the windowsill
In installments
Pinks and Purples,
Whites and yellows,
Reds and oranges,
Bright blooms.
Eager grandchildren come
Bringing these
Clasped in sweet fists
Behind their backs.
For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth.
Song of Solomon 2:11-12
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