for Anna

for Anna

A Poem by Emily B
"

because she said it

"

a flower blooms

because of you.

 

a childish heart smiles

with wide-eyed pleasure.

 

a bluebird flies.

 

© 2009 Emily B


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Emily B
a little thing

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This is so wonderful. I love how you can package entire states of minds into simple, small words. Your minimalist approach does wonders for you.

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Beautiful...so few words mean so much. Very nice!

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Oh, this is truly beautiful. How nature comes alive because of this person, incredible...

Posted 15 Years Ago


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The beauty of using words to create images is that you can create so much with so few of them.

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I love this, so simple yet filled with a kind of natural awe that children inspire, beautiful.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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this is beautiful

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

small and cute

Posted 15 Years Ago


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a beautiful little thing

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

a little thing, but so simple, elegant & lovely. perfect last line too!
very fine.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Very nice indeed. Sometimes you don't need a lot of words to speak volumes.

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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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