wisteria grows
planted once by loving hands
now neglected tangles all
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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very nice!
Very lovely..
Mine is here
Have you a great week!
hugs
shakira
Ah, Melanie, how quickly it happens. Bittersweet.
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