"Some there are that may say, 'I do not like her poems. Her words are poor. I do not enjoy reading them. If that be the case - then let them be. Leave them to those who will. Go your way. The world is made for many. All will be well. Thistle Down has been born.

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"Some there are that may say, 'I do not like her poems. Her words are poor. I do not enjoy reading them. If that be the case - then let them be. Leave them to those who will. Go your way. The world is made for many. All will be well. Thistle Down has been born.

To have been the source, to have made the effort, to have the enrichment in my vessel, to poureth it out that others might sip - makes my cup full and brings on a joy - everlasting."



Quote from the preface of a collection of poetry written by my grandmother, Claudia Ethel Womack Pickett (1908 - 1989) entitled Thistle Down.

A picture and poem a day to share where it may fall - like thistle down.