Mother's Day - Poem by Ginny Allen
And I shall bring you
Flowers, pink and white..
Tulips bright, and
We will plant them near the maples,
Where the soil is chocolate dark and
Sunlight filters thro to mark
The lazy bees.
For in your garden there will be
Pools of sparkling water for the birds,
And bees and butterflies
Will come to take
Long drinks of honey
From the fragrant flowers.
And after we have played
A friendly game or two of singles,
And as oft as not, you beat me,
You will cut some spicy mint,
And I will bring some ice.
Then in your lovely garden
We will sit for hours,
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