deepundergroundpoetry.com
Flowers By The Sea
I remember our old home by the sea
It was surrounded by flowers
That mama and papa had patiently planted
Despite the lack of soil
I was still a child then
I can't recall the names of all the flowers
That were part of my childhood years
Only a few of them where retained
In my earliest memory
There were yellowbells and wild orchids hanging in the front yard of our simple home
And sampaguita whose sweet scent wafted in the night air when their tiny white buds openned
Bougainvillea of different shades took the most space
In that little garden in our home by the sea
It was the most common flower in our area
And easy to grow
It was a delightful sight to see the flowers blooming
Their petals kissed by dewsrops in the early morning
I watered them at sunrise before going to school
Their beauty compensated the austerity and simplicity of our home
Through the years flowers were always present in our home
It was one of mama and papa's joy
They loved plants and flowers
They had an affinity for nature and animals
Mama had a green thumb that I did not inherit
Along with her other qualities that were uniquely hers
Her knowledge of medicinal plants is what I completely lack
She had the gift of healing
And I was not molded like her
She was like a rare flower
A desert rose that lived through the hardship of life
Resilient and strong
Patient and persevering
Through all seasons of her life
7/30
#NapoWriMo2019
It was surrounded by flowers
That mama and papa had patiently planted
Despite the lack of soil
I was still a child then
I can't recall the names of all the flowers
That were part of my childhood years
Only a few of them where retained
In my earliest memory
There were yellowbells and wild orchids hanging in the front yard of our simple home
And sampaguita whose sweet scent wafted in the night air when their tiny white buds openned
Bougainvillea of different shades took the most space
In that little garden in our home by the sea
It was the most common flower in our area
And easy to grow
It was a delightful sight to see the flowers blooming
Their petals kissed by dewsrops in the early morning
I watered them at sunrise before going to school
Their beauty compensated the austerity and simplicity of our home
Through the years flowers were always present in our home
It was one of mama and papa's joy
They loved plants and flowers
They had an affinity for nature and animals
Mama had a green thumb that I did not inherit
Along with her other qualities that were uniquely hers
Her knowledge of medicinal plants is what I completely lack
She had the gift of healing
And I was not molded like her
She was like a rare flower
A desert rose that lived through the hardship of life
Resilient and strong
Patient and persevering
Through all seasons of her life
7/30
#NapoWriMo2019
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 9
reading list entries 1
comments 18
reads 552
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.