The poppy flower is known for its paper tissue – like petals!
Every morning I visit the meadow where the pleasant summer flowers once grew the daisies with their sunshine faces and lily white petals until there was a meadow full of paper dolls dancing in the middle
And when I had mourned the autumn days when they had all gone to sleep I was given the promise – “Do not weep for each have saved a pocket full of seed”
And paper dolls once again will dance in the breeze!
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