#becauseilikeflowers

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Petal Pushers

“In joy or sadness, flowers are our constant friends.” — Kakuzō Okakura

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The mountain wears a heavy coat of jagged, stony blue; The petals wear the morning light and drink the mountain dew. A brush can catch a summer day before the colors fade; A field is just a quiet thought until the paint is laid.

"I must have flowers, always, and always." — Claude Monet

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Poppies Rising

“The poppy is a flower of remembrance.” — John McCrae

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Electric Rose

“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” — William Shakespeare

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Up from the painted ground

A Flower Found Its Flow

And said something to the sky

that made it swirl and glow.

The mountains didn't listen,

they didn't want to know.

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Dark Irises Wait Patiently,

beneath a crimson painted sky.

Watching their final sunset,

without a worry or a why.

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The Flowers Dry Her Eyes,

filled with tears of doom.

It helps to keep them healthy,

and crowned with vibrant bloom.

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Three Irises Hold the Morning, wrapped in shades of silver-blue.

They lean together in the light, as old companions often do.