
Born On The Fourth Of July
Heart’s Balm
Monarda Gardenview Scarlet
Time heals all wounds with Balm, soothing restorative Nothing restores you
Today is my brother’s birthday. He died in a car accident in 1987. This is not the poem I intended to write. It is one of goodbye rather than welcome, but I have been thinking about him all day.
Floral poetry challenge for hope day 4, #floralweek
Tapan Avasthi said,
I’m praying and hoping that the second half of the year may bring some good things. In India, we welcome guests with a flower garland. How about we welcome the second half of the year with floral poetry?
Arjan Tupan picked up the garland and carried it forth into the world. Here is his magical poem.
