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Around the Garden ( Series) On My Floridian Garden

Around The Garden ( series) on my Floridian Garden. Good Morning there Miss Bougainvillea It’s Spring, time to wake up I see you weathered winter weather I’m here to spruce you up I see you’ve climbed the fence again To see what you can find You share your royal carpet Reds and purples they entwine So graceful and alluring Your tendrils reach and roam Across the fence they gently stroll You wander far from home. You seem so delicate and frail Like wind could set you free But underneath your girlish charm Surprises wait for me. You’re truly quite a siren You parade for all to see Oh, one can look, but do not touch Great thorns there keep you free.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/3/2010 9:15:00 AM
Congratulations on your win in Dane Ann's Contest "How Does Your Garden Grow" Jeralynn. Love, Carol
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Date: 5/2/2010 1:28:00 PM
Congrats Jeralynn on your winning poem in this contest... a wonderful win for an equally wonderful write... with luv..from the "Sweetheart"
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Date: 5/1/2010 6:28:00 PM
They make a strong security barrier with their thorns. Beautiful picture you paint here of the lady chatting to these gorgeous plants . congratulations on your success with this beauty....Margaret
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Date: 3/25/2010 2:55:00 PM
Lovely Jeralyn in the garden with you Daniel
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Date: 3/17/2010 5:07:00 PM
My Mom, used to talk to her flowers, too,and I swear they would talk to her.. this brought back so many lovely memories, of my Mom checking her garden in the Spring... okay where is the kleenex.. love Constance
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Date: 3/17/2010 6:44:00 AM
I have read all of your Around the Garden series. They are very enjoyable. I can relate to the plants. I grew up in South Florida. We had 2 Bougainvillea plants that had somehow been trained into a tree-ish shrub. I guess my dad kept it trimmed. The stem was very thick and had bark. Later in life, I planted one near my driveway thinking it would grow like those in my childhood...NOT! I had to move it to a better place so it could sprawl out. The blooms are intriguing aren't they. Smiles.
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Date: 3/15/2010 4:26:00 PM
How ingenious Jeralynn .. a garden that speaks.. I have a green thumb myself and I talk to my plants and flowers every day .. cannot wait to complete the series now..luv.. Linda-Marie..
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