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He picked a wild thistle
A wild purple flower's glory
The true gift was himself.
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Author Notes
My sweet husband in his childish ways picked this beautiful flower from our pasture. He brought it in to give to me as a gift. I would rather have it than dozens of roses. His thinking of me when he saw something beautiful inspired me to write the above poem. Of course, I had to take a picture of it.
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