Around the Garden

Around The Garden

Gardenia Jasminoids

My mother’s health began to fail
I came to care and help her smile
She had a little Gardenia tree
But no flowers did she see.

I tended her with love and toil,
fertilized and loomed with soil,
was in the spring before she left,
Gardenia blooms to her I set.

Now, in the spring, she walks with me 
among the garden, around the trees.
Graceful Gardenia, fragrance be,
You bloom for all eternity.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Culverhouse Avatar
March 18, 2010 at 5:12 PM
touching poem, enjoyed
Smith-Johnsen Avatar
March 17, 2010 at 6:57 AM
Jaralynn, The sentiments in this poem are beautiful. I am so glad that you have an eternal memory of your mom through the Gardenia blossoms. Lovingly, Dane Ann
Kendrick Avatar
March 16, 2010 at 6:14 AM
Sorry for the loss in your life but the memory lingers on in the plant and in your heart and she is waiting for you to join her...Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
Tugaff Avatar
March 16, 2010 at 5:23 AM
What a wonderful way of remembering your mom. Thanks for sharing. Ernilando
A  Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 5:41 PM
My mother is so precious and dear 2 me .She is not with me. But I like 2 think of her as a leaf. Only because she left me...Your poem is so touching....Irma
Richards Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 5:01 PM
There couldn't be a more graceful or lovely memory to remind you of your mother, Jeralynn. How lovely is this poem.... Love, Carrie
Sweetheart Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 4:39 PM
Gardenia was my Mom's favorite flower too.. such sweet smelling species of flower as sweet as Mom was.. such an enjoyable delight from your creative pen.. sweet memories in this one ... super series..luv.. Linda-Marie..
Locke Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 1:19 PM
I love this Jeralynn, it's simple and beautiful. My own mother recently suffered a stroke, the first bout of really ill health in her 87 years. This has struck a chord. Thank you.
Cheeseman Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 12:58 PM
What a beautiful way to be remembered this is lovely Jeralyn Daniel
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