The Bluebell
(Excerpt)
By Anne Bronte
A fine and subtle spirit dwells
In every little flower,
Each one its own sweet feeling breathes
With more or less of power.
There is a silent eloquence
In every wild bluebell
That fills my softened heart with bliss
That words could never tell.
💙
Maverick Mist 
No blues with this ode, it’s lovely.
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Thank you Miriam. 🙂
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Lovely..
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Gracias Sunshine. 🙂
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What a beautiful blue color. Great photo
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Thank you. I’ve also enjoyed your colorful posts. 🙂
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Lovely post, stunning photo the color is so vivid, beautiful. The excerpt is wonderful paired with the image, so sweet. A bittersweet song, for sure. Happy Friday! ~ Mia 🙂
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Happy Friday Mia! 🙂 I went with that song because I got old trying to find a bluebell song I liked. Next week I’ll bring you roses because that’s what I’m stalking this weekend. Hope your day was as wonderful as you and your evening is too. 🙂
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Thank you, it was a lovely Friday, I hope yours was too. Ha-ha, “got old trying”, very funny! Yay roses, I’m looking forward to that. 🙂 Wishing you a perfect evening, have a good time being creative. See you in the morning! *Hugs* ❤
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Since you’re looking forward to it, now the pressure is on to find roses. 🙂 Thanks again Mia and you have a wonderful evening doing whatever you do in the evening. I will look forward to seeing you in the morning. *Hugs* ❤
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Thank you, I know you will have good luck! Happy Saturday. ❤
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You have such rich color in this photo. Love it!
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Thank you. 🙂
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Bellissimo questo colore ❤ Baci
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Grazie bella signora. ❤ Baci
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