BEAUTIFUL!A charming poem that captured my heart! I loveLiacs ! They surrounded a part of our lawn when I
was a child. Their fragrance was dreany!

ISN'T IT MARVELOUS HOW NATURE, IF WE'RE OPEN AND AWARE, DOES EXACTLY WHAT IT WAS CREATED TO DO...SO UTTERLY WELL! IT LIFTS, TRANSPORTS AND FILLS ONE WITH HOPE FOR TOMORROW. CONNECTIONS LIKE THESE ARE REALLY A GIFT FROM GOD. BEAUTIFUL WORK, ENJOYED. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS

Beautifully expressed memory.
I like the ending with a dreamy possibility.
Shervin

Diana

Lilacs remind me of my late and beloved Mum.
She had a beautiful and heavily scented lilac tree in her front garden.
You coin it all in a few choice,sentimental lines.
Remember always,there is no substitute for experience.

Peter

What you have expressed via your verses feels very "real" to me. I can easily engage and relate. Thank you for sharing, Diana. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,

Regis. 🌺🌻🌼🌳🍁

Your ability to create beauty astounds me Diana. As long as their is hope and flowers of spring, there is always new possibilities. Your poetry evokes memories of a time when the heart was young, and the
world bloomed before you. Writing poetry is a great way to drink from
the fountain of youth and creativity. Sending you energetic ties of love and peace. :)

When I open the window of my eyes to a brand new day, great expecta-tion arises! Thank you for this write Diana, it make me feel good and warm all over! Peace!!!

Diana,



Everything you say in your poetry always sounds lovely and expresses the depth of your heart and the sweetness of your soul. The same is true of “Lilacs in the Rain.” I think the bloom of the lilac bush is my favorite fragrance. My father planted two of them in our yard, so he must have loved the smell of them as well. As a child, I couldn’t resist breaking off several branches, placing them in a half gallon jar, and adding water to extend their life—all this as a gift for my mother. But truth be told, I think I probably did it as much for myself as I did for her. Both my parents are gone, and so are both lilacs my father planted so long ago. But even today I can walk up to a lilac bush in full bloom, smell the aroma emanating from its lavender blossoms, and travel to a time when life was simple and good. Thank you, Diana, for touching my senses with “Lilacs in the Rain.”

David Lee

In all my life and travels I have experienced the flowering trees that were best suited to the places that I lived. But I can't recall lilacs except in my earliest life before we moved when I was seven years old. Before that, every farmhouse seemed to have lilac bushes and they were so wonderful to smell in the spring and summer. I never forgot lilacs, but they forgot me.



The whole time I was in California I don't recall seeing a lilac bush there, but I'm glad that Mark and his wife were able to plant and grow them.



Ron

Lilac's were my first wives' favorite flower and scent. Must be grown in a moist or rainy climate... We bought three bushes about 30years ago... Maxine gone for sixteen years now but two of the three bushes are still here and do bloom (living in So. California)when we have a rainy season, and when they do, my mind always goes to Maxine.

Lovely poem, Diane.
Mark

You painted your topic in a wonderful verbal canvas that brings the reader not only the beauty of the lilacs


























You painted the perfect verbal picture of spring time liliacs, not only the colour and the scent but you managed to wrap it around or frame it in the joy of love. Well done Diana...
Fee

Having lived for many years in the desert, I love all things associated with the rain, including the rain itself. Lovely poem.

Past, present, future in a poem that will put a smile on your face.

If this isn't love it will have to do
until the real thing comes along.
This is just sensational!