Tag Archives: Cynthia Adams

Winter Garden

“In winter’s cold and sparkling snow, The garden in my mind does grow. I look outside to blinding white, And see my tulips blooming bright. And over there a sweet carnation, Softly scents my imagination. On this cold and freezing … Continue reading

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