Do you know how much I love you, to count indeed the ways,
How every single dewdrop, a tinge of the sun’s own rays.
While the trees in the countryside, adore, the flowers gaze,
As I, they too, your loveliness, the hours, they turn to days.
~ D.F.
Beautiful!
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Thanks, Chris π
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This is the most beautiful picture. What do you call this flower?
The poem is the most tender and earnest expression of love, Daniel.
Love and light β€
Anand π
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That would be a periwinkle! And thank you for dropping by and reading, have a blessed day ahead. π
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How lovely! π
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Much appreciated! βΊοΈ
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Very welcome!
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I adore this. Beautiful inspirational. Thank you
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The pleasure is mine. Thank you for reading!
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Lovely put! π
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Glad you like it! Have a wonderful Sunday π
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Right back at you, Daniel! ππ
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beautiful
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Thank you and have a blessed day ahead!
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