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The Lenten Rose by Martin Ward
Each year, at this time,I see beneath the washing line,a beautiful flower appear.No matter if the shearscut it back or if my bootscompact the groundaround… Read more.
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Poems about roses, for my Rosie
My beautiful girl AlysonRose is 27 today, and so I give you roses for my Rosie! *** ROSES by George Eliot You love the roses… Read more.
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Talk to Me by D. W. Rodgers
Talk to me of vineyards pungent with basil and thyme, of fireflies, shooting stars, and long hot summer nights. For winter has gone on much… Read more.
This is the Mask
This is the mask.
My mask.
It hides my scars: The scared girl I was.
The scared woman I am.
The seeker that never finds what she is looking for and wonders if she is even worthy to know.
This is the mask.
My mask.
It lets me pretend
It lets me believe
It lets me feel strong, look strong, be strong.
Until I take it off.
~Nicole Kapise Perkins
“Words made faerie tales.”
— le thi diem thuy
This is the Mask 