My Little Corner

My little corner is a welcoming plot
where I sit and ponder and dream a lot.
As the fruits of my toil flourish in soil, I
take pride in the array of heliotrope.
In the moment of a wonderful min,
I hear the voices of my beloved kin.
And though they have long left this mortal place,
their footsteps I most longingly trace.
On the stepping stones of eternal flora,
of song and laughter and harmonious mora.
With an echo of my undying love, I adorn her.
My nostalgic little corner.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Cohen Avatar
July 13, 2020 at 5:36 PM
Jennie, this is delightful and well penned. I happened to read this moments ago while in my own quiet garden and was captivated. Heliotropes are a bit tender here in Western Maryland, but beautiful. Best to you. ~Eric
Cooper Avatar
July 14, 2020 at 12:34 PM
Eric, thank you for your lovely comment. I am so glad that you enjoyed my little poem which I actually wrote about my parents' garden in the Netherlands. Greetings from sunny Yorkshire, England :-) - JC
Leffanta Avatar
July 13, 2020 at 3:00 PM
Well said! I often take comfort from dreams where I hear the Welsh lilt of my late wife! Aloha! Rico
Cooper Avatar
July 13, 2020 at 4:34 PM
Aww, bless you Rico
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