Affectionately nicknamed, fried-egg poppy. Stridently cheerful. Downright optimistic. One bloom is an entire garden. Paper skin -- perfect for a petite poem. Written, of course, in yellow ink.
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Wednesday, May 16, 2018
An egg for breakfast
Affectionately nicknamed, fried-egg poppy. Stridently cheerful. Downright optimistic. One bloom is an entire garden. Paper skin -- perfect for a petite poem. Written, of course, in yellow ink.
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