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Poetry from within

Blithe Spirit

( Margo )

Light musk rose perfume

with a hint of myrrh

Soft, pale yellow flowers

golden cups replete with

morning sunlight

Uncommon in form

Through the summer

your splendour grows

Blithe of spirit forever

pleasing to the eye

Whose beauty few

would dare deny

You faded -as every rose

must do

Yet, still, the memory

lives of you...


'And while your fragrance lingers on

Our thoughts drift to the summer gone

When we walked lighter in our step

And winter seemed so distant yet...'

Robert Carson