Thursday, January 1, 2004

Baby's Age Comments

Rating: 3.1

She came with April blooms and showers;
We count her little life by flowers.
As buds the rose upon her cheek,
We choose a flower for every week.
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Henry Timrod
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Mahtab Bangalee 24 November 2019

Red poppies closed May's happy moon, And tulips this blue week in June. Here end as yet the flowery links; To-day begins the week of pinks; /// superb poetic expression

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Chinedu Dike 23 October 2019

Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful work of art written with conviction.

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Savita Tyagi 26 March 2016

Loved the poem. Specially since just yesterday I became a grand mother of a baby boy.

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Susan Williams 26 March 2016

The heart sentiments of a new parent that are wonderfully linked to flowers- beautiful God-given flowers we're blessed with each year. Gorgeous poem.

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Uzefa Rashida M.a 26 March 2016

A sweet poem like a lullaby all about flowers and colours that are very soothing to all the senses.10

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Joseph Ojogba Daniel 26 March 2016

Awesome. Beautiful rhymes.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 26 March 2016

A lovely poem envisioned beautifully and penned with utmost tenderness. It is a great pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing here.

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Edward Kofi Louis 26 March 2016

The rose upon her check. Thanks for sharing.

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Mike Smithson 29 April 2008

I love this poem and all Timrods work.

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Henry Timrod

Henry Timrod

Charleston, South Carolina
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