Monday, March 21, 2011

Wild Flowers

Yesterday in Sunday school I flipped open my New Testament to find this.

It's a dried red poppy.

courtesy of the Holy Land.

When I saw it

so many memories and emotions ran through me.

Memories of 

wild flowers. 

limestone streets.

Olive trees.

Steve and I met in Jerusalem

and part of my heart will always be there.

Steve used to pick wildflowers for me

in attempt to win my heart

I kept every one he ever gave me 

and pressed them in my scriptures

that I hold so sacred

to remind me of that special place

and the special love that we found.


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