Thinking About Dad In Sprinig Poem by Marilyn Lott
Thinking About Dad In Sprinig
Every spring when I start gardening
In my flowers my thoughts go back
To the year that my dad died
While I work I start to lose track.
Sometimes I stop to rest and think
It was in March of 1996, you see
When I went out to his greenhouse
Oh my, just heart breaking to me.
All of things for growing he loved
But never, ever again will he
Plan and get the ground ready to
Build his gardens so meticulously.
So here I am in 2018 and once again
Thinking about my dad
Thanking God He gave me another year
For my life is not so bad!
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4/24/2024 5:13:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Spring time is nice time for gardening. We see blooming. Expressing the thought of March of 1996 in 2018 is really interesting. All of things for growing you have loved. God has given beautiful things to love. Thank you very much for sharing this....10