Thank you to all who took the time to read my blog & enter your story. I thoroughly enjoyed reading all of them. I am happy I was not the one who had to choose. But after much deliberation & consideration we have a winner..................Here is her story!
Blogger Liz said...
Many people would wonder why my favorite flower is a daisy. I have study hypnosis and have use it in many whys through my life. You might wonder what hypnosis has to do with my favorite flower. Well here is my story. I was three months pregnant with my second son when I began very sick and hospitalized... I won’t go into detail. I had to have major surgery, which was life threatening for my baby and me. I came through okay, but I still had to fight for my baby to live. I didn’t know if I would be able to carrying him full term. I practice hypnotism every night during my time in the hospital. I would picture a favorite place in my mind to relax which was a field of daisies. One day in my hypnosis state I walk though that field with a baby in my arms that is when I new he would be okay.
A Daisy is my favorite flower,
Liz
Liz, Thanks for entering my very first blog contest & Congratulations you are the winner of the custom designed silk wreath! Please send me your information so that when it is finished I can get it shipped out to you ASAP! If you have a favorite color palette you would like for me to use let me know that as well.
You can email me at whiteirisdesigns@hotmail.com
May 15, 2008
Favorite Flower Contest Winner!!!
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The White Iris
The Iris danced across
the ancient Grecian skies. Gliding with her
embossed satiny milken sides.
Her lithe and nimble limbs moved methodically...
From her cream white petals to her supple stem. The nectar that she carried was transposed into a hymn.
"I must use my moments wisely, for they shall soon pass away... And be lost to me forever... A mere memory of my yesterdays...
"Thus she sung
And thus she cried.
Her voice set to harp
And lyre. So true a call
So true a heart did Zeus himself see...
"Come now unto
Mt Olympus
Oh white Iris,
And our announcer be"...
She floated along
In such a curving grace...
Transposed she was
In time and space...
The blessed arched path
Which she did go,
Became the journey for
All our eternal rainbows.
Copyright 2008
By The Muse
(For Tam, White Iris Designs)
the ancient Grecian skies. Gliding with her
embossed satiny milken sides.
Her lithe and nimble limbs moved methodically...
From her cream white petals to her supple stem. The nectar that she carried was transposed into a hymn.
"I must use my moments wisely, for they shall soon pass away... And be lost to me forever... A mere memory of my yesterdays...
"Thus she sung
And thus she cried.
Her voice set to harp
And lyre. So true a call
So true a heart did Zeus himself see...
"Come now unto
Mt Olympus
Oh white Iris,
And our announcer be"...
She floated along
In such a curving grace...
Transposed she was
In time and space...
The blessed arched path
Which she did go,
Became the journey for
All our eternal rainbows.
Copyright 2008
By The Muse
(For Tam, White Iris Designs)




4 comments:
Congrats Liz....Such a wonderful story. I'm glad you won girl!
Liz I loved your story. An amazing story and I just know that your child is ok, right?
WOW hey .... aw shucks its not me...but LIZ!!! good for you!
Congratulations!
I am happy for you because I loved your "essay" .... you deserve it!
xxoo
The Muse
That is a wonderful, moving story, Liz...congratulations!
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