Dogwood…
or wouldn’t (as it might),
each night arranging
patterned blooms in hues
best known by morning’s
light.
— C.Birde, 5/25
Dogwood — A Poem
Dogwood…
or wouldn’t (as it might),
each night arranging
patterned blooms in hues
best known by morning’s
light.
— C.Birde, 5/25
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