Memory Garden

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A Memory Garden

I’ve had the garden tidied up,
As she would have me do.
This little pal who couldn’t stay
To see the season through.
The flowers were her dearest friends,
The garden was her own,
I’ve watched her work, but never knew
The things that she had grown.
Her, catalogues keep coming, and
Her garden magazine;
I run across the queerest names,
And study what they mean,
I read them all, from end to end,
And when the spring is here,
I’ll have a garden just like hers,
As though my wife were near.

By Albert H. PEDRICK

What a lovely tribute….

Tear drops on a Tulip

I need some planting ideas…. which are your favorite or most successful? (porch facing east)

May 19, 2009 at 12:43 am | Inspiration | 1 comment

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One Response to “Memory Garden”

1. Joanie Wolfgramm says:

   May 20, 2009 at 11:12 pm

   wow…what a sweet poem!

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