Sunday, July 19, 2020

Small Stone - Pansies - 19

sweet pansy faces
jeweled by raindrops
remind me of my mother
her gardens ablaze with color
velvety pansies in every hue at the borders

My mother died one hot and humid July 40 years ago. Her gardens were in full bloom. 
Every year since, I've planted pansies for her.
In remembrance.

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