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To one so sweet and caring, my gift, a poem to Gladiola. |
Gladiola Oh such a flower of beauty With stems that stand tall in the garden Yellow petals, crisp green leaves like blades Seldom does her magnificent beauty fade Nothing can touch her; she cannot be portrayed. Bright like a Gives any bouquet that special, special touch A shinning star of writing.com - see her words flow Such a young star at that, helping others to grow Gifted me, did she, a badge; my pleasure, Gladiola, to know. With gratitude, Seabreeze 7/13/2012 |