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My Mother Taught Me Everything I Know About the Flower
My mother taught me everything I Know About the flower, From azaleas to zinnias And the heavenly golden hours; Shortly after sun up when We sense the world profound; And later on when nearly gone, fading Fast when stars come ‘round. She sang and danced with daffodils And smiled at the scent of a rose; Gave thanks and praise for the One who made Periwinkles, poppies and marigolds. My mother sewed seeds that outwitted weeds Leaving them withering away; Of Love-in-a-Mist with her own sweet kiss She planted on petals each day. While waiting for gardenias, daisy’s And lilacs to arise; Together we watched as nature taught Us to open our eyes. To the mystery below the surface, The roots deep in the ground; Water, sky, air connected some-where Beauty remains unbound. My mother taught me everything I know More true than weeping willows cry; How color filled buds lift hearts and souls With sorrowful, tear filled eyes. And that living and dying are one and the same As light is both wave and other; On the edge of tomorrow where love knows no sorrow And flowers bloom bright With my mother.
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