Below is the poem entitled Sweet Trilliums which was written by poet
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In the woods of great greens and fast running streams are Trilliums growing in the late
Three white peddles with a hint of purple bloom, yet there are more colors where the
In the Forests and the woods floor, the Trilliums grow next to the great ferns of the great
Where everything drips with supple dew.
Everything is wet fresh and true.
The Johnny-Jump-ups came early this spring, nothing short of amazing are the sweet
Trilliums in bloom.
Awoke to the loud frogs croaking as if to remind one that spring is calling.
Then one could not sleep as the dew started falling.
There were once two girls that made a trip up on a hill every year at the same time.
Mayday was here and it was picking Trilliums in their prime.
If a May basket was not made in school, they would still pick large bouquets and surprise
their mom with them.
For those days are gone now and the girls have moved apart, but the memories of mom and
the Sweet Trilliums still warms this girls heart.
Copyright 2010 by Marymcshirley kilker