#flashfictionfriday: Old Peoples’ Gardens

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Chill and rainy, spring has come

The Ides of March are near.

And all around the garden brown

Shades of green appear.

Though wind and rain still beat the ground

And mud does claim the day,

A secret green lies tightly furled

And soon will have its say.

In gardens up and down the street

Are hints of green and gold.

In old peoples’ gardens, Daffodils

Are shining proud and bold.

Old people’s gardens keep the faith,

Their greening shrubs declare,

That Winter’s grip must surely fade

For Spring is in the air.


Old Peoples’ Gardens, © 2017 Connie J. Jasperson, All Rights Reserved

Anemones and Daffodils, Henry Roderick Newman (1843 – 1917) [CC BY 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

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One response to “#flashfictionfriday: Old Peoples’ Gardens

  1. Stephen Swartz

    Young people’s gardens are full of toys,
    Broken dolls, wayward balls for boys
    No flowers blossom, only weeds
    A yard that suits the children’s needs
    And in the end, at the back corner there
    A weary parent sighs, declines the dare.
    Let the young ones ravage the garden!
    And life as we know it shall further harden!

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