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Gitagal wrote:
Some more pretties....

--"First Prize" Rose's one and ONLY bloom for this year....I do think it is dying...
Have had it since 2005 and it never gave me more than ONe (maybe two) blooms ever.
Would LOVE to find it again and plant it in a better location.... Farewell, lovely...
--Deep pink Peony---this is pretty old....
--Lighter pink Peony---this is old too...

If I may--------
Seems this may be a good time for me to post my 1st Poem I wrote about my garden.
It was in 2003--when, like this year--spring just never wanted to come....
It is called "SPRING" and the frustration shows.....

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SPRING

Make a wish for the sun to shine,
Let the days be yours and mine!
Flowers swaying in the breeze,
Birds all singing in the trees.

Snow to melt and grass to grow,
Tulip- heads in my beds to show.
Geese on wings in the sky above
All living things, full of love.

The Earth is stirring—my green grass grows,
Daffodils blooming in pretty rows.
Robins hop, and Sparrows nest—
Which fork in the tree will be the best?

I scan my garden and hope for the best,
That all will be well, before I rest.
Where soils is now—oh so bare,
My flowers will be fighting for a place to share.

I worry and fret-- I scan the scene,
Will it ever again soon be green?
Will Roses bloom and Lilacs sway?
Their fragrance wafting over my way.

I have to remind me, day by day,
That nature always has her way.
Flowers grow—and seeds they sow,
And where they land—I do not know!

Here’s a Pansy! There’s a Mint!
Sunflowers!!!—I had no hint!
Here’s a Maple—there’s a Holly,
What’s peeking out there?
It’s Lily of the Valley!

I sit and I savor—on my porch swing I rest,
Again to my Garden, I’ve given my best.
My eyes and my senses caress all I see,
And again it’s given it’s best to me!

I look at the Earth—I look at the sky,
I see another Summer flying by.
I fear not! Worry not, for you see—
There will always be another spring for me!

Gita (April 8, 2003)

Thanks for reading it.....G.