Caren Krutsinger Poet Prose Poetry

I Grudgingly Planted Marigolds

my mother forced me into a garden when I was twelve
I did it grudgingly, prepared the soil, spread seeds
She forced me to water this ugly dirt nightly.
got crazy excited when green shoots appeared
marvelous ruffled, pungent yellow and orange marigold magic!
I do this every year now

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Jan Allison March 25, 2021 at 7:51 AM LOVE THISlol, I plant them for my hubby but i don't like their scent but love the pretty pom pom flowers:-) hugs jan xx Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2021 at 12:08 PM I love everything about them. Things I am dragged into kicking and screaming usually turn out to be my favorite things.

Ilene Bauer March 24, 2021 at 11:24 AM i guess you learned your lesson, caren! nicely told... Caren Krutsinger March 24, 2021 at 9:31 PM I do love marigolds, so it worked out.

L Milton Hankins March 24, 2021 at 9:53 AM Your mother was a very wise woman. Amazing how mothers seem to know these things and what to do! Caren Krutsinger March 24, 2021 at 9:31 PM She wanted to keep me busy, and this did.