Bob Blackwell - ! Silence

Like a flower that slowly opens
Through the night, to burst open
With different shades of pink. It
Glows with a blush,
Of morning light. Its soul
No words do speak;
But shows a presence,
A truth, a reality,
Proud in the garden of our world.

Bob Blackwell

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