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I Have No Idea Why I Remember My Grandmother’s Garden
February 12, 2021
Back when I was younger
My grandmother planted roses
And she also grew these
lovely plants known as
Salvia.
Those are the only plants
I can recall.
Though, I remember the birds
That visited her garden
And the beautiful butterflies too.
Her garden is vivid
In my mind,
But it’s been years since
I saw that beautiful garden.
© Kathleen S., Maumee, OH
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This a piece I wrote for my creative writing class. It is about my grandmother's garden. Growing up I would help her with her garden and it remains vivid in my mind.