Oh Sir,
you are too bold
(you make me blush)
Oh Sir,
tho truth be told
(I wished it thus)
Oh Sir
what do you seek
(I pray you never cease)
Oh Sir
you know I’m meek
(your prodding doth increase)
Oh Sir
I cannot speak
(I long to scream!)
Oh Sir,
Oh Sir, Oh sir, Oh
(Are you a dream?)
My Lady,
Divine, you fill me so
(I cannot lie)
But only you and I must know
(and you know why)
And now I fly!
goodbye!
(Do not despair, I shall return)
Cheryl KP
copyright 2016
Wow, that’s just beautiful!
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Thank you! So good to see you! 😊
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Beautifully photographed and the prose is beautiful too!
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Thanks so much Deborah. My roses are having a second run before Old North shows up.
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How wonderful!!
My Camellia is beginning to bloom. I love having flowers in late Fall and Winter too!
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Oh I love Camelia too. It is a nice reprieve…
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Oh Madam, what a beautiful way to put all this. Loved it. Beautiful.
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Thank you Sharukh! Bees have such love affairs with flowers….
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Cheryl, love your photos and accompanying different, thought-provoking words! Very creative! 💛 Christine
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Thanks so much!
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This is beautiful, Cheryl.
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Thank you Dan. No one would believe how random these photo ops are for me. I just get so excited over the little things. 😊
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I love this so much! Who needs whiskey when you can write as pithily and humorously as this! Bravo.
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Well, Mr Jameson WAS in the room….😉
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you lush!
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Haha! Every great writer likes their whiskey…or so I hear. How I love Hemmingway…
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Beautiful words and images 🙂
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Thanks so much Vonita! 😊
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