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| A FLORAL FANTASY |
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| If this could only be as real, as it actually seems to be. I would stay right here forever, in this wondrous place of beauty. Fretting not about the future or what it has to bring, I'll just stay right here forever, among these exquisite living things. |
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| Flowers are one of the most beautiful creations The many colors, shades, hues, make up their many combinations. I could sit and look all day, or walk along a winding path. Just to view all the varieties this floral fantasy has. |
| It's like a preview of heaven, how I would imagine it to be. Beauty at every glance as far as the eye can see. Not a brown edge, or a withered bloom up there, All are perfectly grown with beautiful blooms beyond compare. |
| Oh, and the fragrances that are floating through the air. Absorb into your being like they have always been there. Giving you peace that cannot be explained, if you try. And filling your heart with love that reaches to the sky. |
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| But, alas, I have to come back to my reality it seems, Of painful days and sleepless nights and all that life brings. Though, I know in my heart of hearts, that one day soon, I will leave this place of pain and woe and travel past the moon |
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| Up to my heavenly home, with flowers all around, No more fantasy for me, the real thing I will have found. Massive gardens of beautiful blooms as far as the eye can see, Never a faded blossom, as in my dreams, use to be. |
| Written by Shirley Barr August 13, 2004 All Rights Reserved |
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| PSALMS 103:15 ~ AS FOR MAN, HIS DAYS ARE AS GRASS; AS A FLOWER OF THE FIELD, SO HE FLOURISHETH. |
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