Once in a golden hour I cast to earth a seed. Up there came a flower, The people said, a weed. To and fro they went Thro' my garden bower, And muttering discontent Cursed me and my flower. Then it grew so tall It wore a crown of light, But thieves from o'er the wall Stole the seed by night. Sow'd it far and wide By every town and tower, Till all the people cried, "Splendid is the flower!" Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed. And some are pretty enough, And some are poor indeed; And now again the people Call it but a weed.
Poetic Flower.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006:
Site for my patterns

Okay so I have been working on a ton of my own patterns lately and decided to set up a site to promote them as well as maybe even sell a few one day.

It is currently under construction but I am working on it daily.

Sassy Mom Originals



Mellykins blogged on 10:32 am

 

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