Pink
Some people think
That I am a dink,
on a rink, wearing pink,
with dirty dishes in the sink.
But in a blink
I could make a stink
and call them a fink
because that's what I think.
As I wear my mink
Down on the rink,
neither of them
the colour pink.
Maria Tuttle
Groovy Tales of a Well Adult 
Fun poem and way to present pink flowers for this time of year!
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Thanks! There is something magical about a photo of a flower in snow.
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