Floral Scenes
Somehow a scene from girlhood days
Will flit across my hazy mind;
To lead me down enchanting ways
I thought I had once left behind
Of Grandma's touch… so sweet and kind.
Her garden floats on dappled stream
Where trees callow burst into leaf,
Our hands gather the blooms, agleam
Which paint a view though spring turns brief--
Yet in my heart… I find relief.
English Quintain Contest
Sponsor: Janice Canerdy
Re-submitted 7/19/2017
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