|"Photo courtesy of Bonnie of Original Art Studio|
My Children (or "Fragrant")
Purposefully I tend my roses,
freshly sprinkle with care, secure
them just so, yet wander they do,
gloriously climb higher
than I can reach, leaving me
inhaling resplendent fragrance
and admiring colorful, vibrant blooms.
by Margaret Bednar, July 16, 2013
My world is fragrant,
each bloom vibrantly lovely,
life's force glorified,
still freshly worn and displayed.
Each "rose" my joy, my purpose.
This is also a nod to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads "Live a Little" - a mini challenge asking us what we live for. At this stage in my life, it is simply my children. Quite simple, boring, perhaps, but the truth.
When I was a little girl I admired a rose trellis at my grandmother's house - the roses climbed far, far beyond my reach.
Thank you all who visit me here -- summer has swallowed up my free time, but I will make sure I celebrate TWO YEARS of dVerse!!!