je bloeit enthousiast
maar de nachtwind is nog fris
je zoekt bescherming
in het gezelschap
van gemetselde stenen
sta je toch alleen
droom van het voorjaar
tot de zon je wakker kust
en je hart verwarmt
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your golden goblet
shivers in the fresh night breeze
looking for shelter
the protecting wall
is built up from massive bricks
still, you feel alone
dream on, narcissus,
waiting for the golden dawn
to warm up your heart
Waar mijn pen ligt, ben ik thuis 
heel mooi Peter in woord en beeld
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Ocharme zo eenzaam en koud
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That daffodil does look lonely, but it brings hope. Thank you for writing to the prompt!
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Very nicely done, Peter. Perhaps the flower is being warmed by all those bricks. They continue to stay warm for a while into the night! :>)
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Golden dawn is coming soon … that lovely, lonely daffodil is counting on it. Well done.
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EN wie weet, is dit muurbloempje daar wel expres gaan staan, wachtend op haar vriendje van om de hoek
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Beautiful. Most especially love that last stanza!
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Lovely poem Peter!
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Hi Peter,
A beautiful reminded that Spring is around the corner. Lovely poem.
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I am taking these words of hope with me today. Thank you.
dream of spring
until the sun kisses you awake
and warms your heart
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Heb een aantal blogs gelezen en foto’s bekeken. Prachtig allemaal.
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