the woman of the garden

February 26, 2009
By Nicole DiBenedetto BRONZE, Mokena, Illinois
Nicole DiBenedetto BRONZE, Mokena, Illinois
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wind blows
petals break
flowers stand large
in the sun to bake

clean summer breeze
birds flying high
plenty of bees buzzing
a light blue sky

she sits in the shade
content as can be
she plants something new
sits in silence, waits to see

the deep dark earth
brown like a bear
the flowers sit upright
with faces that stare

wind blows again
the flowers endlessly dance
her hair blows in her face
her life converts to a trance

she knows it's her time
watching the seedlings grow
she embraces their change
adores them until she will go

part of the garden now
a daisy, she will stand
feet planted in the soil
with crimson petals at hand

The author's comments:
This piece is about my grandmother who passed away. Her garden was her pride and joy and my inspiration for this piece. I wrote it when i was a sophmore in highschool and has been my faviorte piece i have written

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