Why would i linger on the edge of a nervous night arguing
about
lanterns and gin playing over murky gurglings
where shadows pull polliwogs out
by the roots of their hairs
chanting
of course,
there will be no lilacs there
when
i could be here
with you
and spring and buttercups and
sugar cubes and cafe au lait streams
and of course there will be lilac
dreams
and
little daisies floating in our teacups when we wake up
Wonderfully whimsical I loved the pic
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Hi Orville:)… good to hear!,.. thanks⛄️
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As always, a pleasure
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🙂
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I like your lilac dreams. ❤
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Thanks Jack:)
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Beautiful!
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:)… thanks so much !
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You’re so welcome my dear.
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🙂
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