Dogwood

A Dogwood tree I planted
In a sunny spot
While the birds were singing
And the sun was oh so hot
It reminded me of you Love
White and pointed flowers
And oh so fragrant its smell
The nostrils infused for hours
The bees and butterflies
Wafted gracefully by 
To sip of its pollen
None of them too shy 
And oh how lovely 
A Dogwoods' flowers 
Like white stars pinned on a tree
Picked from the skies at night
And glued so gracefully
Of all the trees I admire Love
I truly love Her so
Except in the winter
When her blossoms
Disappear beneath the snow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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June 6, 2016 at 7:14 AM
I too love dogwoods. I planted last fall and it it growing so far. They are very hard to keep alive. I love your poem and will keep it to read if my tree should live.
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June 6, 2016 at 7:37 AM
Thank you Daniel. There is a pelleted fertilizer you can feed every six months that is very good. Occuvite?? It works great for flowering bushes shrubs etc.
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June 5, 2016 at 9:56 PM
Such a pleasant rhyme Kelli..It was if I was lying right there in the grass watching.
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June 5, 2016 at 9:59 PM
Thank you Tim. I love dogwood trees. They smell so nice.
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