THE LOVE SHE HAS

5-16-12

If you're looking for my mama, he said
You'll find only her rear in the garden
Among the rosemary or tomatoes or onions
She'll be picking the weeds and grass
That dare to poke their stems through the dirt

You may spot her watering the morning glories
Or pruning the pink rose bush I gave her
I saw her a few minutes ago, digging holes
Dropping in the small white garlic cloves
Then covering them and marking their place

Yesterday she was admiring the day lilies
They are a dark red color with yellow throats
It is her very favorite combination, you see
Though, she would never admit it, I know
She finds beauty in every single living thing

If you watch her long enough, you'll understand
Why she smiles and sings as she works so hard
She'll lose track of time and become sunburned
I can't help but laugh when she brings in flowers
To know the love she has for making things grow.