“It is good to be alone in a garden at dawn or at dark,
So that all its presences may haunt you and possess you,
In a reverie of suspended thought.”
James Douglas
I haven’t walked in her lovely garden
Since I was about twenty years of age
But I can still sense her presence in mine
I heard whispers in the wind just yesterday
“Edju, don’t forget to feed the birds,
The flowers need some watering, too;
And don’t forget to prune those bushes,
If you nurture nature, it will nurture you.”
How I loved listening to her wisdom
All those many long gone years ago
How I still miss watching her work
How I loved her wondrous garden so
“Edju, can you please bring me that watering can?
Have I showed you how to tend to these tomatoes?
It will soon be time to start canning vegetables again,
Now, where in the world did all those mason jars go?”
From the time that I was about three years old
Until the time I finally left our old homestead
Every moment that I spent in our old backyard
Was memorable in her vegetable and flowerbeds
“Edju, I want you to have this old gardening book,
You will never find another fine old spade like this;
Always keep a statue of good old St. Francis around,
That man truly knew how to enjoy God’s natural bliss.”
To this day, I use many of the tools that she gave me
And I still try to remember her marvelous gardening tips
Keeping many of her old books, and statues, and feeders
Has made every garden I’ve had since, a little place of bliss
I haven’t walked in my grandmother’s old garden,
Since back, when I was about twenty years of age;
But I can somehow still sense her presence in mine,
I know I heard her whispers in the wind, just yesterday.
©2008, Mr. Ed
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Sounds like the rest are not far away.
Tony
Love,
Becca~
Sandie Angel :o)
Georg
tiger lily
Some days I hear my dad whisper in the garden, too. Makes for a very pleasant experience.
Cynthia
Peace,
Dan
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
You take us back to a quiet, peaceful times in our life. Beautiful write.
Mary
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.