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Poppy fields

“Pleasures like poppies spread. You seize the flow’r, it’s bloom is shed”


Robert Burns

And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy's bonfire spread.

Bayard Taylor

Or, bide thou where the poppy blows With windflowers fail and fair.

William C. Bryant

Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.

John Keats

Moina Michael

We cherish too, the Poppy red That grows on fields where valor led, It seems to signal to the skies That blood of heroes never dies.

A single poppy calls for her attention., like a lonely page in a novel....

Memoirs of a photographer

Be still my heart as the poppies swing with the wind

Memoirs of a photographer

I wonder if these authors too walked in fields of poetries filled with poppies...

Memoirs of a photographer

All good things come to an end...

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