
Some orange, some green
The buds are yet to open
They flower purple
Some orange, some green
The buds are yet to open
They flower purple
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Such a perfect purple, too.
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Yes, thatβs the destiny too
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I love it! Great poem!
Yvette M Calleiro π
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Beautiful.
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Thanks π
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Perfect haiku! I love it. π
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Thanks π
It becomes perfect in your mind and heart
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What a great haiku. I get the imagery of the buds, still to open… very nice. π
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Thanks a lot. ππ
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You’re welcome.
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Good title and a good metaphor also.
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Thanks a lot ππ
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You’re very welcome.
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