New Find
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She scours the forest for hours looking for flowers
Rains showers won’t dissuade this escapade
In verdant glade she knows something grows
Here she tiptoes carefully between shades of green
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Looking for something bright in the light that might
Delight, whites abound purples astound
No one’s around to reveal her zeal
She’ll keep seeking, fascination piquing.
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Field guide in hand, walking the land to understand
Firsthand, to embrace her place
In this space. From ants to plants
It all enchants, but her reflection is on connection
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Finally she spots unfamiliar flowers that dot woodlot
But cannot put name to same
Without shame she opens the guide, stooping beside
New flower trailside, knowledge expanding with understanding.
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A Picture and a Poem 