once upon a time
my mother and I spent
so much time
in Milwaukee, Wisconsin
I remember her love
of flowers and all the colors
and the Bridal Wreath
bushes in bloom
once upon a time
love grows and endures
my great lesson
and hope
and gifts from
the seasons and yard
every year
My poem is from June 25, 2019. I am watching the day begin, heard a bird song, and the Bridal Wreath bush we planted some time ago is growing well in a new Spring.
Garden Journal
June 25, 2019
Photos by Karl
When we began this blog in December 2009, and the first years here, I reflected often on the caregiving years with my mother. I am so grateful for those years.
One of the many things I learned was to look for beauty. Those lessons still apply today. We may have been in a hospital room – and look at the autumn beauty. We were near where my mother taught for years. She knew.
Two poems from my archives, in loving memory and gratitude:
another year
has passed since
my mother’s passing
I sit and quietly read
a book she would like too
country cemetery
trumpet vines
growing taller
than the gravestones
“country cemetery” was published in Time Of Singing, 2012.
trees in bloom
some in pink
a color Mom loved
to see me wear
picture Resurrection
Crabapple Blossom is courtesy of wpclipart.
I always love seeing which posts from previous years are reread. This is from 2012. Happy May 1, 2015.
Mother’s Day
sorrow turns to stars
and butterflies
Image courtesy: Karen’s Whimsy
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 
