Poetry for Rosemarie

Hello sunny skies and warmer weather! The dogwood and magnolia trees planted three summers ago are budding – a perfect sign for the season of renewal.

I’m eager to plant annuals and transplant some perennials. My peonies will burst soon and they’ll need more room. After hours of toiling with a spade, I’ll be lulled to rest on the back porch by the tinkling of the garden fountain and wind chimes. 

I think of my mother while gardening. She said she felt closest to God when on her knees digging in soil. She nurtured hollyhocks, hens and chicks, begonias, impatiens, and more.

Mom appreciated nature’s beauty and hard work. Having grown up during the Depression, she was an industrious and focused woman who frequently told me to “be productive.”

In recognition of my mother and National Poetry Month, here’s a fitting piece by Edgar Guest.

Results and Roses

The man who wants a garden fair,
Or small or very big,
With flowers growing here and there,
Must bend his back and dig.

The things are mighty few on earth
That wishes can attain.
Whate’er we want of any worth
We’ve got to work to gain.

It matters not what goal you seek
Its secret here reposes:
You’ve got to dig from week to week
To get Results or Roses.

9 thoughts on “Poetry for Rosemarie

  1. This is a wonderful tribute to your Mom. I always had my students write and listen to poems this month. Thank you.

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  2. Just beautiful – thanks for sharing and you have always been productive Joyce – even in your repose, you are reading, knitting, planning, nurturing and creating. Xo

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  3. Good morning, Joyce. Thanks for sharing your memory of your mother and the poem. I do miss seeing you (in person…unmasked!) and all our friends at Home Yoga. Be well, my friend. Amy

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