The light on waxy leaves,
Silent strength of bonsai.
Flame throws wall shadows,
Simple beauty to behold.
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The light on waxy leaves,
Silent strength of bonsai.
Flame throws wall shadows,
Simple beauty to behold.
Reblogged this on Wolf's Birding and Bonsai Blog.
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Thank you 🌸🎉
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I love this, Viola — both the image and the poem.
When i first saw it (image cropped a bit by the reader), the candle looked like an opening to a lighted sky.
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Oh how lovely! Thank you for popping by 🌸🤗
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Lovely poem and I see the binsainis still alive and in great firm😉
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Thank you darling and yes, I’ve managed not to kill them off so far, about which I am so relieved!!!! 😂🙈🌸
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Lol,now I’m think g after summer to get one myself😎
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Oh do!!!!! 🌸👏🏼
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Deal then…..😉
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This poem was beautiful, as well. Nice work!
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Thank you! 🌸
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It was my pleasure. Keep writing. Can’t wait to read more.
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ah, lovely.
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I can’t stop looking at it. They are so cute these trees! ☺️
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