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Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions
of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying
flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .
How did it go?

Emily follows:
thicketmoss Things I'll Miss About Nikita.
pomegranates everyday graces, great & small (october two thousand ten)
observations (five good things, october 2010)
to do (things i would love to do one day...)
books (my favorite reads...)
  • Food processor
  • Blender
  • Dutch oven
nov 25 2012 ∞
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