Outside
her kitchen window
Grandma grew flowers
in special window boxes--
bright red geraniums
that smelled like spicy pepper.
When I see those flowers
I think of Grandma
and the spaghetti she made
every Friday night.
Do flowers make you think of anyone? My favorite flowers are daisies. Every time I see daisies I think of happy times. Can you write a poem today about your favorite flower?
Joy,
ReplyDeleteI'm looking forward to seeing the daffodils bloom outside our apartment. They remind me of my grandmother. Nice memories!
Yes, daffodils announce Spring. When we lived in chapel Hill, my family would plant a bushel of daffodils every fall. We got really good and using the auger to make the holes, throwing in a pinch of bone meal, tucking in the bulb and covering the whole thing.
DeleteI love a flower my mother called Indian Paintbrush. It looks like a delicate little flower, but it really is tough as nails. Thanks for the nice poem.
ReplyDeleteRosi, Did you have a special flower for the arrangements at your wedding?
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