Grandmas Garden was the best in town.
Roses big, flowing to the ground.
She worked and tolled everyday.
While we were children busy at play.
Dalhias Big as a 'Dinner Dish'.
Pick a Daisy, 'Make a wish'
Gloriosas Blooming in the mist.
Sunflowers glowing from a
summer suns kiss.
Petunias Pink, Red and Blue
Colors of every hue.
Wisteria, It grew so tall.
Was it that big? or were we that small?
Those flowers then didn't mean that much.
They grew from the love of Grandmas touch.
We took for granted they would always stay.
How were we to know, they would go away?
cora fazio
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