One is resurrecting herself within me...and just when I thought she was deader than dead. :)

…woods
to the saplings
to the seeds and bulbs 
that had blossomed 
into nature’s trinkets of beauty.
Where have all the flower children gone?
They are ghosts of the past
and all we have left 
are their invisible imprints
in the shifting sand…
Ghosts of the Past
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Connie Song
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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May 22, 2023
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One is resurrecting herself within me...and just when I thought she was deader than dead. :)
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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