I missed the blog last week as I had a horrible cold. I thought it was allergies, but found at the Book Fest last weekend, that many people had the same symptoms that I had encountered the previous week.
While at the Book Fest I attended a few workshops and one was on poetry writing. We were given a choice of starting sentences to complete in five minutes. I’m sharing that, unedited, poem with you……
You wake up, and you do not know
How this splendid Spring morning
Will help your garden to grow
Your eyes scan the flowers, with a sense to see
Those beautiful colors
Feeding the honey bees
Yellow’s my favorite, color of all
Those flowers they grow
Some stout and some small
But surely my favorite, flower to smell
Comes on the Daffodil petals
Distinctively shaped, like a bell
If you haven’t seen this years daffodils yet, please take note of them when they arrive. They are long gone in California, as everything bloomed so early this year.
I can’t wait to see them again next spring.
They truly are my favorite.