A Red Tulip Poem by Gayle M. Sunshine O Maize Water Nora Shoshone Doherty Winchester, story song Glen A, Sweeney +

I remember
A bright LIPSTICK RED tulip and more
Grew in the backyard... and a maple.
The maple tree is still there growing
Where we slept out some magical, childhood summer nights with friends.
The small wooden garden RUSTIC red house dried maize husks ever there it seems from a small beam that was ours
And clothesline grey even somehow how? survived forty years or so STILL TO NOW!
Our childhood never left that house. Karen said to me she wasn't going to leave....
About eighty kids plaYEd in the OLD neighborhood
Of TWO woOds THE wHITE wOODS AT TE TOP OF rOCK sT TO THE LEFT behind A WHITE RANCH I THINk HOMe there SOMEONES..... WITH ROCKS LARGE LIKE DID MAKE A LOW WALL KITCHEN A LITTLE FROM THE ROCKS AND i CLEANED THE ROCKS FOR A HOUSE.tODAYS THOUGHT = KEPT HOUSE.... and MANY COOL SUMMER DAYS IN THE LIBRARY books. BOOKS ARE THE aIr I BREATHE. bOOKS WERE THE aIr I bREAthEd. ******THE bLACK wOODS - BEHIND bLACKS ON hOUGHTON st GO TOWARDS THE TOP OF rAG rOCK BLUEBERRY PATHS..AND DOWN TOWARDS BEDFORD rd. tHEY CUT TOO FAR INTO THE WOODS BEHIND bLACKS WAS PURELY WOODS GOING TOWARD BEDFORD RD. CAN THAT LAND BE BOUGHT AND THE WOODS REPLANTED? LOVE THAT.......FOR MORE CONSERVATION...mY drEAM WAS TO BE IN MY HEART A nATIVE aMERICAN iNDIAN gIRL.
The red tulip is a flame I have in my heart for the tulip not for mother. MY MOTHER PLANTED MAYBE ONLY 3 OTHER TULIPS BY THE PATIO AND PORCH ICE CREAM CONES WITH A LITTLE NEIGHBORS MAYBE MY COUSINS lISA AND kATHY NEIGHBOR HOOD KIDS ON BIRTHDAYS kAREN I WOULD THINK SHE IS jULY
Held to my memory! saw My Fair Lady on Karens Birthday... My mother told me i couldnt get up from the table once when I was a little girl until i ate a plateful of oysters. Evidence here. Constance Yost specifically said she like this poem and she wrote to me on Poemhunter on my account.