Momma's Garden (a poem by me)

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Janiejoy Silver Lake, OH(Zone 5b) Oct 08, 2001

Momma’s Garden

Momma loved to weed.
It was her special time alone with God.
She would spend hours inhaling greenness
And the incense of rich valley dirt;
“Weeding, weeding” she would sing
As she valiantly protected herbs and everlastings.
On her knees, sun hat covering her wrinkled face,
Soft, dirty cotton gloves decorated with violets,
Beloved smokes in her pocket, she would stop to rest.
When Momma went to be with Jesus we found thousands of flowers,
Her harvest redolent with eucalyptus and violets
Splendid with rose oil and radiant purple petals
And the bitterness of tobacco…
Momma weeds now in paradise
Where weeds are beautiful
And the prayers of the saints
Are a sweet aroma to God.
Today I am wearing my sun hat and
Good, rich dirt under my hot pink manicure.
I am on my knees in the rain, remembering.

copyright 2001 by Janie Joy Lindsay

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Zanymuse Scotia, CA(Zone 9b) Oct 08, 2001

What a wonderful way to remember. Thankyou for sharing your momma with us all.

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Dinu Mysore, India(Zone 10a) Oct 08, 2001

Well done Janie!

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mystic Ewing, KY(Zone 6a) Oct 08, 2001

Thank you so much for sharing with us.

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roadrunner Crossville, TN Oct 08, 2001

Thank you! Beautiful sentiments. Jo

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