Tuesday, May 10, 2016

For flowers in glass jar*

And there are some days
When flowers in the glass jar bloom more,
Than you have got,
For they bloom loving you more
Than you loved them.

(*Note : the painting attached is done by Veta Lyubimov, courtesy : Musica Pittura e Dintorni, Alex Artista)

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