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My Father’s Garden

Posted by margaretpeterson - February 28th, 2016

 

Double Classic Day Lily – The Tyler Garden

 

 

My father loved his garden well,

My mother loved it, too.

All the colors of loveliness

Were in the flowers he grew.

 

Mother would take my hand and we

Would view the flowery site.

Gladiolas, a stately flower,

Was father’s deepest delight.

 

As years went by he added others,

Roses, cosmos, too,

Morning Glories, hollyhocks,

Forget-Me-Nots of blue.

 

He graced the earth with untold beauty

It lingers in my mind;

In growing flowers of my own

It’s shades of him, I find.

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