LAST DAY of MARCH....

 THE GARDEN by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

 My heart is a garden

Cordelia up high

 Tired with autumn

Spencer snoozes

 Heaped with bending asters

Cordelia still up high

 and Dahlias
                          Violets
 Heavy and dark.

 In the hazy sunshine,

Rose

 the garden remembers

 APRIL

 The drench of rains

Spencer

 and a snowdrop.........

 Quick and clear as a spark.

Sw Pea seeds

 DAFFODILS blowing the the cold wind of morning.

 And golden tulips, goblets holding the rain.

 The garden will be hushed with snow, forgotten soon,

 Forgotten. After the stillness, will spring come again?

Heleborus

 Photographs 2019