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Through
all
of
life's
imaginings
In
beauty
of
a
gentle
spring
Such
floral
scent
with
so
much
zest
Sweetest
fragrance
is
so
blest
Tiny
petals
with
such
power
Scented
love
in
every
hour
Wafting
like
a
sweet
perfume
Permeating
every
room
Where
He
Walks
the
scent
is
there
Glory
Be
with
purple
flair
White
or
pink
whatever
be
It
fills
the
soul
with
ecstasy
And
so
my
wish
I
pass
along
That
you
will
feel
the
love
so
strong
In
every
breath
of
air
you
take
You
find
the
love
of
God
awake.
~ Francine Pucillo~© original 2003

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