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ron parrish aka wordman

Apple Blossoms

Apple blossoms in the spring

the tenderness of a gentle rain

the smell of honeysuckle on it`s vine

a kiss as sweet as apple wine.

 

A gentle breeze

blowing through the leaves

birds singing from the trees

the sun shining bright

from the gentle rain that

fell last night.

 

A beautiful rainbow dancing across the sky

gently painted from someone on high

let`s keep this moment forever in our minds.

 

The smell of apple blossoms in the air

the smell of jasmine in your hair

I will always cherish this moment in time

pressed through the pages of my mind...

   

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