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The smell of the first gardenia I ever grew, in my garden in San Diego, reminded me of my teenage years during
World War II, and brought tears to my eyes.





In a shady corner where little grew, I planted a gardenia bush.

Thrilled when it bloomed, I plucked the first blossom.

Pressed its sweetness to my face, inhaled and wept,

Suddenly remembering dancing at Sweet Sixteen parties,

And at proms, while overseas there was killing and starvation.

We stacked those Gardenias, in clear boxes, on refrigerator shelves, 

Where they browned and withered a few days later.

We danced and laughed with the boys who went away,


Some never to return, just passing from our lives like fragrant corsages.

  Yet we went on dancing and smiling. 

Those are the memories that flooded my heart,

 As I plucked the first blossom from my gardenia bush. 

Spilling tears upon my face, along with the morning dew.

The joy of the moment forfeited when I remembered what was lost,

While we danced.

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Reviewed by Marguerite Lemoine 5/2/2006
Those were sad times and happy times as well for we were young and full of hope. So were the young men we met - we had a training school for cadets and many came and went. They say ignorance is bliss and I do believe the good Lord has kept many things hidden from us because he wants us to be happy in the here and now as well as in the Kingdom with Him. Blessings be upon you. 'lil flower
Reviewed by Jim Dunlap 2/1/2004
Poignant and powerful. I despise war but it seems to be an integral part of human existence, since it reoccurs so regularly.
Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya 10/18/2003
Excellent write....Thanks for sharing this n luck....BHUWAN
Reviewed by Zenith Elliott 9/3/2003
This is such a bittersweet poem, very haunting excellentlly written! ~Z~
Reviewed by E Detetcheverrie 9/2/2003
Sweetly poignant. Souls long gone, seemingly past recall and perhaps no longer with names, still they may appreciate any stray thought or tear for them, no matter how 'twas brought on. Bless them and you.
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 9/2/2003
excellent write, rosalie; thanks for sharing! :D (((HUGS))) and love, your friend, karen lynn in texas.
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