The Roses of time
bloom around me todayThe honeysuckle is prime
in its sweet,fragrant way
The wild rhododendron
is putting on a show
Soon the ivy will come
the rhododendron will go
He loves me, he loves me not
the daisies are here
Black-eyed Susie's hit the spot
and make my heart cheer
Blackberries are on track
plenty of blooms in sight
The whipper wills are back
I here them every night
The turtle doves are soothing
to my heart there's no end
The red cardinals are singing
and being selfish again
I've been watching the creek
for wild ducks to swim
Today I took a peek
I saw a woodpecker on a limb
My garden is green
a summer's bounty will be
Tall sunflowers in between
the birds are waiting patiently
Each day I look around
there's so much to see
I'm waiting for lightning bugs to abound
it's a treasure to me
Oh the beautiful country side
so much living I've sown
To live else where I've tried
but there's no place like home
© Susie Swanson, 2016
Susie, This is a beautiful poem. I love reading your wonderful weaving of words. They touch my heart. Blessings to you dear friend, love, xoxo, Susie
ReplyDeleteYou've described spring happenings perfectly!! The honeysuckles are blooming here too. Also, i don't remember ever seeing so many blackberry blooms before this spring. The weather was also cool while they bloomed and we all said, "It must be blackberry winter." You're so right, there's no place like home!
ReplyDeleteSusie, even though the old house burned down and the remaining property was split and sold, your verses in your poems still takes me back home. I have been away except for visits since July Fourth weekend of 1964 but those memories have never faded of both the bad and the good times I had while growing up in the Martin's creek area off the Brass Town Hwy. Living there is what made me grow up to be the person I am today. May God bless you sweet one and may He remove all the illnesses from your body. Just about everything of yours I reads brings back memories that I will carry to my grave. Yes some of them bring tears but most bring huge smiles of memories no one can ever take away from me.
ReplyDeleteI still go back and re read your " Echos of Time" and it is still just as beautiful as when I read it the first time.
Thank you sweet lady for being my friend and thank God for giving you this writing skill which makes so many of use recall what it was like as a child in western Cherokee County, NC.
You must enjoy living in the country, Susie. You talked about so many things that I loved.....the daisies, for one. I just planted some in my back yard. And I love the mourning dove's call. It calms my heart every time. There is no place like the country, is there? My home is on the edge of a country road. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for the birthday wishes, my dear friend. Your poem is lovely, and I have yet to see the red cardinal.
love, ~Sheri
Beautiful and highly descriptive, Susie! You've captured the beauty of this time of year well, and so true there's no place like home. Blessings to you!
ReplyDeleteIsn't God's creation wonderful?
ReplyDeleteI love your poem!
I saw a hummingbird at the feeder for the first time this morning and it made my day!
Blessings and love to you, sweet lady.
This is a wonderful description of spring, Susie. Lovely words! I hope you are enjoying spring. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, beautiful poem and lovely photo. Thank you so much for sharing, and warm greetings from Montreal, Canada.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, beautiful poem and lovely photo. Thank you so much for sharing, and warm greetings from Montreal, Canada.
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